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After a brief moment of confusion, a long-forgotten memory gradually became clear to Wang Chuan, and he realized with a start.

"Oh, you mean the arranged marriage our parents set up when we were kids, right?"

Wang Huanhuan nodded repeatedly, then began to complain with a touch of manipulative, tea-like affectation.

"Yes, Brother Wang Chuan.

Although Huanhuan likes you very much, you can no longer keep up with my pace.

I was only forced by my mom and dad to come and tell you this; otherwise, Huanhuan would really love to marry you~"

Wang Chuan remained silent for a moment.

Seeing this, Wang Huanhuan grew a bit anxious.

After all, the current Douluo Continent was still in a feudal era, where the orders of parents and the words of matchmakers held great weight.

Therefore, if the man didn't take the initiative to call off the engagement, she would be stuck with this "trash" Wang Chuan for the rest of her life!

But just as Wang Huanhuan was about to continue saying things to provoke Wang Chuan, he spoke up.

"And then?"

A flash of confusion crossed Wang Huanhuan's eyes.

"What do you mean, 'and then'?"

Seeing this, Wang Chuan sighed. It seemed that "princess" types existed in every era; no wonder Nalan Yanran, who had been slandered for over a decade in his past life, had become a moral paragon.

Immediately, Wang Chuan reached out his hand without a shred of psychological burden.

"Calling off the engagement is fine, but what about the engagement token from back then, Sister Huanhuan?

You aren't going to tell me you lost it, are you?

That would be fine too, just pay me the difference. I remember it was a ten-cubic-meter storage Soul Tool, right?

Compensate me with a storage Soul Tool of the same capacity, or the equivalent in Gold Soul Coins will do."

In an instant, the affected, pretentious expression on Wang Huanhuan's face stiffened, as if something had shattered, and she stared at Wang Chuan in disbelief.

She, a dignified genius with innate level seven spirit power! Her martial soul was even the top-tier Sub-Dragon, the Red Spirit Dragon!

You accepted the annulment just like that!?

Shouldn't you be full of humiliation and indignation, refusing to agree at all costs, and letting me witness your pathetic state?

Demanding the engagement token with such a calm face—is my future only worth a mere storage Soul Tool in your eyes!

At least hesitate for a second!

At this moment, huge waves surged in Wang Huanhuan's heart; she gritted her teeth and glared daggers at Wang Chuan.

Seeing this, Wang Chuan frowned deeply.

He naturally didn't know about Wang Huanhuan's hypocritical inner thoughts; he only felt that this person was trying to welch on her debt!

He slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

Wang Chuan's gaze became resolute.

Because no matter how bumpy the road ahead might be, he could not tolerate the embezzlement of money he had earned as a corporate slave!

This change immediately alerted Wang Huanhuan, but before she could react, Wang Chuan stepped forward and looked down at her.

The two were close in age, but due to talent, Wang Huanhuan had obtained her spirit ring first, which should have allowed her body to grow faster than Wang Chuan's.

However, thanks to his massive food intake, Wang Chuan had actually surpassed her in physique.

At this moment, Wang Huanhuan recalled the rumors of Wang Chuan defeating a main-line Soul Grand Master.

In an instant, the indignant look in Wang Huanhuan's eyes cleared up, and she even stammered, "W-what are you doing!?"

Wang Chuan raised his fist, but he didn't strike Wang Huanhuan.

Although he was a firm believer in gender equality, he wasn't a brute who resorted to violence at the drop of a hat.

"See this? My fist, tempered by a thousand strikes."

As he spoke, Wang Chuan clenched his fist, making it creak.

Looking at the knotted, rough skin right before her eyes, Wang Huanhuan swallowed hard.

If this punch landed on her, she would die, wouldn't she? She would definitely die!

Wang Chuan's eerie voice sounded once more.

"If you don't want me to force a spirit duel in the name of defending my dignity and then punch you to death, you'd better return my storage Soul Tool!"

Seeing the undisguised killing intent in Wang Chuan's eyes, Wang Huanhuan lost all her petty schemes. Her face turned deathly pale, and she nodded repeatedly before scrambling away in a panic.

Seeing this, Wang Chuan snorted with satisfaction, but he didn't return to his room immediately, instead falling into deep thought.

Wang Chuan's super-intelligence was telling him.

There was something wrong with this annulment!

Wang Chuan knew that Wang Huanhuan's family cared most about their reputation, so even when he was diagnosed as a waste during his martial soul awakening, they hadn't rushed to call off the engagement, simply because they didn't want to become the subject of gossip.

Therefore, in Wang Chuan's view, they should have been looking for a good excuse to gradually dissolve the engagement at some point.

Yet, while Wang Huanhuan was acting delicate and pretentious, she was actually forcing the annulment in the most humiliating way possible, which spoke volumes!

However, due to a lack of information, Wang Chuan couldn't quite figure out what had changed, so he temporarily set the matter aside.

He didn't even have to wait until the next day.

Wang Huanhuan seemed terrified that Wang Chuan might resort to desperate measures, so she returned the engagement token his parents had given her that very night.

It was an adjustable sapphire bracelet Soul Tool.

Wang Chuan accepted it gladly, and from that moment on, he and Wang Huanhuan's family went their separate ways.

The next day, Wang Chuan clearly sensed an atmosphere different from usual.

The neighbors who were usually on good terms with him now seemed to be avoiding him like the plague, dodging him either intentionally or inadvertently.

This made Wang Chuan realize that the problem was likely far more serious than he had imagined.

However, Wang Chuan did not ask these people for the reason in public, because they were not weak, and he lacked the ability to force an answer out of them.

So, Wang Chuan went straight to the clan school, stealthily grabbed one of his lackeys, and dragged him into a dark corner.

Domineeringly pinning the lackey, who was known as Wanshitong, against the wall, Wang Chuan looked down at him and asked.

"Speak, why is everyone avoiding me?"

Under the shroud of shadows, Wanshitong wore a bitter expression; for the first time, he felt that his nickname was truly a curse.

Seeing the other party hesitate, Wang Chuan let out a cold snort and immediately repeated the same tactics he had used on Wang Huanhuan yesterday.

Wanshitong's resolve crumbled instantly.

After all, Wang Chuan would find out this information sooner or later, so why should he suffer physical pain for it? He hurriedly spoke up.

"Boss, do you remember that main branch member you beat to the ground a while ago?"

When mentioning this, Wanshitong looked at Wang Chuan with a hint of admiration.

Because the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon soul masters from the main branch had been bullying their branch members for ages, Wang Chuan had truly brought them a sense of pride back then.

Wang Chuan nodded slightly; after all, such an opponent was rare, so he naturally hadn't forgotten.

At this moment, Wanshitong's face twisted into a bitter smile.

"So, Boss, it's because of that incident that the big shots in the main branch are very dissatisfied with you. This has also influenced our elders at home, telling us not to get close to you."

Upon receiving this news, Wang Chuan fell silent for a moment.

He never expected that despite always treating others with courtesy, he would end up being ostracized like this.

It was simply outrageous!

Is this the glory of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon?

If you have the guts, come at me head-on!

Oh, wait, there's no one in my age group who can beat me, so never mind.