Gulp...
Wan Tonghui swallowed hard, hatred surging toward Hua Meixi's actions. He wished he could pounce on her right now.
Of course, he still did not like Yang Li. He only thought of her when he was out of money.
But the situation before him was crystal clear: Yang Zhi was forcing him to accept Yang Li's pursuit.
Although Wan Tonghui possessed a fourth-grade battle body and was the captain of the Eastern Tyrant Branch's strongest current battle team, his background amounted only to being the son of a top-tier Spirit-grade faction in some city in the eastern Central Plains.
He was utterly incomparable to the Yang Family.
Seeing that Wan Tonghui still did not speak, Yang Zhi suddenly took out another small bottle. "My Yang Family also has the Blood-Coagulating Vital Marrow Pill you want, and its quality far surpasses that auction pill. As long as you take it, you can reach a fifth-grade battle body."
The moment those words came out, Wan Tonghui stared wildly at the small bottle in Yang Zhi's hand, his desire reaching its peak.
"Now, you have two choices..."
"Marry into my Yang Family. You can obtain this, and you can also have my Li'er. Or refuse my goodwill—then you will get nothing, and you will offend my Yang Family to the bitter end."
Hearing this, Yang Li narrowed her eyes at Wan Tonghui, filled with deep affection and smug delight.
A few breaths later, Wan Tonghui dropped to his knees before Yang Zhi with a thud, then shouted, "Father-in-law!"
"Hahahaha..."
Long laughter rang out from the Yang Residence, along with Yang Li's delighted giggles at having carried her handsome man home.
Shaking Second District, the rear courtyard of the Yao Residence.
The place was packed full of flowers, with floral fragrance and