The Unlucky Gongyang Ying

Before the two could react, Furious Horizontal narrowed his eyes at Gongyang Ying. Suddenly, he reached out and tore off her veil.

Amid her startled cry, Furious Horizontal threw back his head and laughed. "Then compensate my Horizontal Blade Sect with a Moon Soul Fairy."

In an instant, grandfather and granddaughter Gongyang were stunned. Furious Horizontal actually wanted to take her as a disciple by force.

Taking Gongyang Ying as a disciple would naturally be far better than Yan Benxing.

But Gongyang Ren had never wanted his granddaughter to join the Horizontal Blade Sect. If he had, she would have done so long ago. In his view, no one in the Eastern Plains Northern Lands could teach Gongyang Ying.

At that thought, Gongyang Ren said gravely, "Sect Master Furious Horizontal, regarding taking a disciple, I'm afraid..."

Before he could finish, Furious Horizontal abruptly cut him off. "Who said I wanted to take a disciple? What I want is for Gongyang Ying to marry down to me. My old wife has just passed away, and I happen to need a new madam."

The moment those words fell, cold wind howled through the Imperial Preceptor's Residence. Everyone there slowly flushed red with rage.

That shameless old bastard Furious Horizontal actually wanted to take their young lady as his wife.

This was outrageous—utterly beyond reason.

Gongyang Ying stood frozen for a long while before shrieking, "Impossible! Stop dreaming!"

Her mentality exploded. One after another, they all wanted to bully her. Now even a shameless old man like Furious Horizontal wanted to forcibly marry her. Bastard!

Gongyang Ren came back to himself and fiercely suppressed the killing intent in his eyes. In a deep voice, he said, "Sect Master Furious Horizontal, you must be joking. There is nothing to discuss. Even if our Imperial