Chapter 80

After a brief moment of confusion, a distant memory gradually surfaced in Wang Chuan's mind, and he suddenly understood.

"Oh, you mean the childhood betrothal our families arranged, right?"

Wang Huanhuan nodded repeatedly, then began speaking with a slightly affected, resentful tone.

"Yes, Brother Wang Chuan.

Although Huanhuan likes you very much too, you can no longer keep up with me.

My parents forced me to come talk to you about this. Otherwise, Huanhuan really wanted to marry you~"

Wang Chuan fell silent for a moment.

Seeing this, Wang Huanhuan grew a little anxious.

After all, Douluo Continent was still in a feudal era, where parental orders and matchmakers' words carried great weight.

So if the man did not take the initiative to break off the engagement, she would be stuck with Wang Chuan, this "good-for-nothing," for the rest of her life!

But just as Wang Huanhuan was about to say more to provoke Wang Chuan, he spoke.

"And then?"

A trace of bewilderment flashed through Wang Huanhuan's eyes.

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

Seeing that, Wang Chuan sighed. Sure enough, creatures like spoiled little princesses existed in every era. No wonder even Nalan Yanran, who had been vilified for more than a decade in his previous life, had become a moral role model.

Without any psychological burden, Wang Chuan held out his hand.

"Breaking off the engagement is fine, but where's the betrothal token from back then, Sister Huanhuan?

Don't tell me you lost it.

That's fine too. Just make up the difference. I remember it was a ten-cubic-meter storage Soul Tool, right?

Either compensate me with a storage Soul Tool of the same capacity or with an equivalent amount of Gold Soul Coins."

In an instant, the affected expression on Wang Huanhuan's face froze, seemingly cracking apart. She stared at Wang Chuan in disbelief.

She was a dignified genius with innate soul power at rank seven! Her Martial Spirit was even the top-tier Sub-Dragon, the Red Spirit Dragon!

And he was accepting the broken engagement so easily!?

Shouldn't he have been humiliated and enraged, refusing no matter what, letting her see him at his most pathetic?

Why was he so calmly demanding the betrothal token? Was her future worth no more than a mere storage Soul Tool!?

At least hesitate a little!

At that moment, huge waves churned in Wang Huanhuan's heart. She clenched her teeth and glared fiercely at Wang Chuan.

Wang Chuan frowned deeply at the sight.

Naturally, he had no idea about Wang Huanhuan's hypocritical thoughts. He only wondered whether she was trying to dodge the money she owed him!

He slowly let out a breath.

Wang Chuan's gaze turned resolute.

No matter how rough the road ahead might be, he absolutely could not allow anyone to swallow the money he had earned through hard labor in his past life!

This change immediately put Wang Huanhuan on guard. Before she could react, however, Wang Chuan stepped forward and looked down at her.

They were close in age, but due to her talent, Wang Huanhuan had obtained her Spirit Ring before Wang Chuan. Her body should have developed faster than his.

Yet because Wang Chuan had been eating so much, his physique had instead surpassed hers.

At that moment, Wang Huanhuan remembered the rumors that Wang Chuan had defeated a Soul Grandmaster from the main branch.

In an instant, the indignation in Wang Huanhuan's eyes cleared somewhat, and she even stammered.

"Y-you... what are you doing!?"

Wang Chuan raised his fist, but he did not strike Wang Huanhuan.

Although he firmly believed in equality between men and women, he was not some brute who resorted to violence at the slightest provocation.

"See this? My battle-hardened fist."

As he spoke, Wang Chuan clenched his fist with one hand until it crackled.

Looking at the knotted, rough skin so close to her face, Wang Huanhuan swallowed with difficulty.

If that punch landed on me, I'd die, right? I'd definitely die, right!?

Wang Chuan's gloomy voice rang out again.

"If you don't want me to forcefully challenge you to a spirit duel in the name of defending my honor, then beat you to death with one punch.

You'd better return my damn storage Soul Tool!"

Seeing the undisguised killing intent in Wang Chuan's eyes, Wang Huanhuan no longer had any other schemes. Her face turned deathly pale as she nodded repeatedly, then fled in a panicked crawl.

Only then did Wang Chuan snort in satisfaction. However, he did not return to his room right away, instead wearing a thoughtful expression.

Wang Chuan's Super Intelligence told him something.

There was something wrong with this broken engagement!

Wang Chuan knew that Wang Huanhuan's family cared deeply about appearances. Even when they had known he was worthless after his Martial Spirit awakening, they had not rushed to break off the engagement because they did not want people gossiping.

Therefore, Wang Chuan believed that they had originally intended to find a suitable excuse at some point and gradually dissolve the engagement.

Yet although Wang Huanhuan had acted delicate and affected today, she had actually used the most humiliating method possible to force the engagement's dissolution. That alone said a great deal!

However, lacking information, Wang Chuan could not figure out what unforeseen change had occurred, so he set the matter aside for the time being.

He did not even have to wait until the next day.

Wang Huanhuan apparently feared that Wang Chuan would resort to desperate measures. That very night, she returned the betrothal token Wang Chuan's parents had given her family.

It was a sapphire bracelet Soul Tool that could adjust its size.

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

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

The neighbors who normally got along well with him now avoided him, deliberately or otherwise, as though he were some plague god.

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

However, Wang Chuan did not ask those people publicly, because they were all quite strong and he lacked the ability to force an answer from them.

So Wang Chuan went directly to the Clan School, quietly grabbed one of his lackeys, and dragged him into a dark corner.

He domineeringly pinned the lackey known as Wanshitong against the wall and asked from above.

"Tell me, why are all of you avoiding me?"

Shrouded in shadow, Wanshitong wore a miserable expression. For the first time, he felt that his nickname was truly terrible.

Seeing him hesitate, Wang Chuan snorted and immediately reused the tactic he had employed against Wang Huanhuan yesterday.

Wanshitong's mouth stopped being stubborn at once.

After all, Wang Chuan would learn this information sooner or later. Why suffer a beating over it? So he hurriedly said.

"Boss, do you remember that main branch member you beat flat some time ago?"

As he mentioned it, Wanshitong looked at Wang Chuan with a hint of admiration.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit Masters of the main branch had bullied people from their branch for far more than a day or two. Wang Chuan's actions back then had truly let them vent their anger.

Wang Chuan nodded slightly. Opponents like that were rare, so naturally he had not forgotten.

By then, however, Wanshitong's expression had turned into a bitter smile.

"So, Boss, it's because of that. The big figures from the main branch are very dissatisfied with you. It's affected the elders in our families too, and they told us not to get close to you."

Wang Chuan fell silent upon hearing this.

He had always treated others politely, yet he was still being bullied like this.

This was simply outrageous!

Was this the glory of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon?

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

Oh, no one my age can beat me? Then never mind.