He had grown up in Hundred Flowers City, born with a golden spoon in his mouth. His family elders had close ties with the Tianxiang Cult, and he himself possessed some talent, reaching the Jade Liquid Realm at a young age.
In his view, a woman like He Wanxing, who possessed both beauty and talent, ought to be matched with someone like him.
As for this man who had appeared out of nowhere, he had come neither early nor late, but precisely after the Patriarch Xuancha had made her announcement. No matter how one looked at it, he seemed to be here to pluck the peaches.
"I advise you to know your place."
Zhao Changhe stepped forward, chin slightly raised. "Sister Wanxing is not someone a person like you can match. Weigh yourself carefully—what do you have to compare with me? Cultivation? Family background? Or what can you bring Sister Wanxing?"
Standing behind Li Bufan, He Wanxing frowned slightly upon hearing this and was just about to say something when Li Bufan raised a hand to stop her.
Li Bufan looked calmly at Zhao Changhe, the corner of his lips even carrying a faint smile. "So what do you intend to do?"
This was exactly the line Zhao Changhe had been waiting for. He grinned, circulating his True Essence as a layer of pale cyan spiritual light emerged from his palm. "I want you to understand what kind of person is qualified to stand at Sister Wanxing's side."
Before his words had faded, he struck out with his palm.
That palm carried the full force of a Jade Liquid Realm cultivator. Its wind howled, tearing through the air as it shot straight for Li Bufan's chest.
The lights in the corridor were stirred by the palm wind, flickering unsteadily, while