Lu Yin rubbed his temples. "I swear, I really didn't know before. How about this: I'll refuse if I can, all right?"
Xia Tai Li wiped her eyes and said stubbornly, "I don't believe you."
Lu Yin pressed his lips together, at a loss for how to communicate with her.
Xia Tai Li stared at Lu Yin and said, word by word, "Listen carefully. If you really dare marry me, I'll castrate you. I'm going back to practice my knife skills right now. My Xia family is good with knives." With that, she snorted and leaped away from Hidden Dragon Lake.
Lu Yin's face twitched, and a chill ran through him. He suddenly remembered Ancestor Chen, manifested by Shang Qing with Three Yang Ancestor Qi: that knife technique, that dark gleam, and the way he shifted between real and illusory forms. It was enough to send a chill down anyone's back. The Xia family really was good with knives.
Xia Tai Li already knew about the political marriage. Would the Cold Immortal Sect find out too? No matter how much the White Dragon Clan and Divine Martial Heaven wanted to keep the news hidden, they might not be able to keep it from the Cold Immortal Sect and the Wang family!
He truly didn't want a political marriage. He hoped the two families would cause some trouble—ideally enough to keep him from becoming anyone's disciple at all.
After Divine Martial Heaven, the Wang family, one of the Four Sides Heavenly Balance, arrived as well. The one who came was Wang Si, the Wang family's Supreme Elder, accompanied by her granddaughter, Wang Yun.
Ni Huang personally welcomed Wang Si. Both were Progenitors, and by seniority, Wang Si should have been junior to Ni Huang. But Wang Si held a special status,