"Rongrong, do you feel the same way? Do you really want to break off our engagement today?"
There was no anger in Yu Tianjiao's voice. If anything, it was gentle, as though the person standing before him wasn't his childhood friend, his fiancée, but merely some ordinary passerby.
Yet that distant tone made Ning Rongrong's heart tighten for no reason, and her chest felt a little heavy.
She didn't understand!
Why could Brother Tianjiao be so calm, so indifferent, as if their engagement meant nothing to him at all?
"No, that's not it. I didn't want to bring this up today either, but... but..."
Ning Rongrong was so flustered that she could barely get her words out, as though her little secret had been seen through. She looked utterly embarrassed.
"When it comes down to it, the one you like is still that eleven-year-old Soul Ancestor, the astonishingly talented Tianjiao—not me, Yu Tianjiao."
Seeing her like this, Yu Tianjiao couldn't help sighing.
But there was nothing wrong with admiring the strong. He didn't think Ning Rongrong's choice was wrong. If he were a girl, he wouldn't want to marry a good-for-nothing either.
It was just that she'd come to break off the engagement on his birthday, the very first day after their three-year agreement had ended. Her eagerness to do it really was disappointing.
[When Nalan Yanran brought experts from the Misty Cloud Sect to break off your engagement, you were deeply humiliated. You wrote a letter of repudiation and roared, "The east of the river for thirty years, the west of the river for thirty years—don't bully the young and poor!"]
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The system's text appeared before him. Yu Tianjiao couldn't be bothered to write any letter of repudiation, so he simply stood and bowed to Yu Yuanzhen, seated at the head of the table. Then he said:
"Old Master, let's call off this engagement. I told you long ago not to burden me with this useless stuff. These days, people are all about freedom in love. Who still arranges marriages?"
With that, Yu Tianjiao pulled out the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone he'd prepared earlier, and wrote a letter of repudiation on the spot. Then, without changing expression, he slashed open the flesh of his palm, clenched his fist, let the blood seep through, and slapped his handprint onto the letter.
"Here, take it. If I don't make some kind of statement after you break off our engagement on my birthday, won't the world look down on my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? Old Master Chen Xin, since you only have Rongrong's best interests at heart, I'll offer you this advice: the east of the river for thirty years, the west of the river for thirty years—don't bully the young and poor!"
Yu Tianjiao slapped the bloodied letter down beside Ning Rongrong. Ignoring her, frozen in place by his smooth string of moves, he turned and walked out without a hint of reluctance.
His easygoing, indifferent air left Ning Rongrong—who had been prepared to harden her heart and coldly reject him if he begged her to stay—and Chen Xin—who had deliberately brought up the broken engagement today, hoping to make Yu Tianjiao lose control and shatter his perfect image in Ning Rongrong's heart—both dumbfounded.
After all, the woman had been the one to propose the engagement in the first place, and now she was the one backing out. For the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, this was absolutely unacceptable.
For a young genius who had been famous since childhood, it was an even greater blow.
How could Yu Tianjiao act as though nothing had happened?
Sure, he'd written a letter of repudiation and stamped it with a bloody handprint. It looked frightening enough, but not one person present could sense any fury from the young man. It seemed more like he was simply going through the motions to get a task done—a dull, perfunctory routine.
Yet the certainty in his words gave everyone the strange impression that perhaps Yu Tianjiao's Soul Power had never declined at all, and that he had always been the one and only most talented genius on the continent.
However, as Ning Rongrong looked at the bloody handprint on the letter and the vivid crimson drops scattered on the ground, she suddenly let out a pained whimper. Tears the size of beans welled up in her eyes, and she snatched up the letter and ran after him!
Seeing this, Chen Xin hurried to follow.
"Master Sword Douluo, you'd better stay here. The children should talk things out among themselves. You and I both know exactly what happened. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect came specifically to break off the engagement today. You've gone too far. Unless you give us an explanation, forget about working together again—we, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, will sever all ties with your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
"Ning Rongrong may be the princess of your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, but Tianjiao is a child I raised myself. In terms of status, he's no less than that little girl!"
Yu Yuanzhen stood in the doorway, his face dark.
Yu Luomian and the others looked just as grim. Though they couldn't treat Yu Tianjiao as their own brother, he was still family. Of course they had to stand together against outsiders.
"Very well. Tianjiao is a good child, and I was indeed in the wrong today. The apology is in this Soul Tool. In addition, as compensation, the sect master is willing to let the outstanding disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect have first choice of outstanding young members of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan as marriage partners."
Chen Xin knew what kind of person Yu Tianjiao was, and he also knew that Yu Tianjiao posed no threat to Ning Rongrong now. So he sat back down, took out a Soul Tool made of glazed material, and placed it on the table.
Meanwhile, Ning Rongrong caught up with Yu Tianjiao. Tears still clung to her little face as she anxiously took his hand. When she saw the flesh gaping around the wound, tears began streaming down her face again.
"Brother Tianjiao, I'm sorry. I... I really didn't expect things to turn out like this."
She spoke through her sobs.
Yu Tianjiao simply pulled his hand back and clasped it behind his back, frowning slightly.
What was this little brat doing chasing after him?
And why did she have to keep staring at his wound?
Damn it, didn't she know it was about to heal if she kept looking at it?
Thanks to his Ancient Void Dragon Martial Soul, his body was exceptionally tough. A superficial wound like this would scab over in a minute and be almost healed in three.
"Don't give me that. If you absolutely refused to do this, do you think Old Master Chen Xin, at his age, would drag his old face through the dirt just to pressure a fifteen-year-old boy for your sake?
"Three years ago, you said you'd wait for me for three years. Now that the time's up, you couldn't wait to come and break off our engagement. I granted your wish, and now you're unhappy. Ning Rongrong, I have to ask—have you lost your mind?"
After saying that, Yu Tianjiao was speechless himself.
This was even worse than Nalan Yanran!
At least Nalan Yanran had wanted the freedom to choose whom she married.
Ning Rongrong had asked for this engagement herself, then wanted to end it, yet still acted like a lovesick girl being forced into a breakup.
If he weren't currently too weak to take on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he'd tie this woman up and give her a good beating, just to help her come to her senses.
"Brother Tianjiao, no, listen to me! I never wanted to leave you. Even if you can't cultivate Soul Power, I don't mind. The engagement was only my father's and my two grandfathers' idea. I was actually planning to find another powerful Soul Master and pretend to marry him, then have him protect us. I wouldn't let him touch me! How could I bear to let you go?"
Ning Rongrong hurriedly explained.
"???"
Wait, what?
"Ha, haha, hahahaha!"
Yu Tianjiao couldn't help laughing in anger when he heard that.
Was this woman even human?
Who the hell was unlucky enough to be made a cuckold?
Could it be Oscar?
"Fine, you've got some nerve. I'll be waiting to hear the good news!"
Yu Tianjiao felt like his IQ would drop if he stayed with this woman any longer. After tossing out a perfunctory reply, he fled as fast as he could.
Ning Rongrong didn't chase after him. She simply watched him disappear into the distance, a glint suddenly flashing in her eyes.
That was right!
She could do that!
Although she'd blurted it out in a moment of panic, thinking it over carefully, it might actually work!
"Brother Tianjiao, I'll protect you!"
"In my own way!"
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