I Will Marry No One but Him

Qian Daoliu let out a helpless sigh.

Ever since she was little, Qian Renxue had always listened to him.

Yet this time, she seemed possessed, insisting on breaking off the engagement.

Fortunately, he had stood firm and refused to yield, managing to preserve the marriage agreement.

Seeing the creases in the paper, Qian Daoliu knew they must have been left by his granddaughter.

At that moment, the marriage contract in Qian Daoliu's hand flickered with a dim, unsteady glow.

Looking at that light, he seemed to see Frost Sword Douluo, who had once galloped across the world.

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath, then said solemnly:

"Brother Frost Sword, consider this to be for your sake."

"I will certainly honor the marriage agreement from those years, to comfort your spirit in heaven."

"In the future, as long as your family's child comes to fulfill the engagement, even if I have to tie Xue'er up, I'll bring her to him."

Qian Daoliu had just made up his mind.

A rustling sound came from the doorway.

"Who is it?!"

Qian Daoliu instantly tensed up.

This secret chamber was Spirit Hall's most hidden location, and he had placed several layers of restrictions around it.

Unless someone possessed strength equal to his own, it was impossible for them to bypass those restrictions without triggering them.

"Could there be another hidden Limit Douluo in this world besides Brother Frost Sword?!"

As Qian Daoliu's words fell.

A pleasant voice sounded from the entrance.

"Hehe, it's me, Grandpa!"

Hearing those familiar words, Qian Daoliu relaxed.

Then he asked curiously, "Xiaoxue, weren't you in the imperial capital?"

"Why did you suddenly come back?!"

Qian Renxue moved with graceful steps.

In a flash, she arrived behind Qian Daoliu and said with a giggle, "I missed you, Grandpa."

"So I came back specially to see you."

After saying that, Qian Renxue's little hands landed on Qian Daoliu's shoulders. As she gently applied pressure, crackling sounds rang out from his shoulders.

"Grandpa, does this feel good?!"

Feeling the pleasant ache in his shoulders, Qian Daoliu smiled.

"It feels great. Xue'er, do you have something to tell Grandpa?!"

"Normally, you rarely take the initiative to massage Grandpa's shoulders!"

Qian Renxue's hands paused as she giggled. "No, no. I just missed you and came back to see you."

"Is that so?!"

"It seems Xue'er has changed quite a bit during these years with the Heaven Dou Imperial Family."

"You've actually become so filial and sensible. When you were little, you rarely massaged Grandpa's shoulders unless I asked you to."

Qian Renxue smiled.

"Then does Grandpa want Xue'er to massage your shoulders every day from now on?!"

"You only need to agree to one tiny, tiny condition from Xue'er."

An expression of knowing it appeared on Qian Daoliu's face.

"Go ahead, Xue'er."

"Even if you wanted the stars in the sky, Grandpa would fly up and pick them for you."

Qian Renxue's eyes brightened.

"Really?!"

"Really."

Qian Renxue immediately stopped what she was doing and cautiously said, "I don't want stars from the sky. I only want Grandpa to agree to that tiny, tiny condition I mentioned!"

Qian Daoliu said indifferently, "Forget one condition—even ten would be fine."

"That's wonderful, Grandpa!"

Qian Renxue's eyes lit up, but before she could speak.

Qian Daoliu added one more sentence.

"Except breaking off the engagement!"

Hearing that, Qian Renxue annoyedly pounded Qian Daoliu with her delicate fist.

"Grandpa, how could you do this?!"

"You're going back on your word."

Qian Daoliu smiled bitterly and helplessly. "Xue'er, don't blame Grandpa for speaking too much."

"Why do you insist on breaking off the engagement?!"

"Do you know that your fiancé is no ordinary person? His grandfather was once the number one powerhouse."

"At the tournament back then, Tang Chen, Bo Saixi, and I—the so-called three strongest—could not defeat him even when we joined forces."

"Although Senior Frost Sword later met with an accident..."

"You must understand that with such a grandfather, your fiancé is bound to be extraordinary. He must be the strongest prodigy of this generation."

Yet Qian Renxue remained unmoved.

She curled her lips.

"What kind of bullshit prodigy? I'm not interested.

He's only relying on his elders' legacy. The strongest prodigy? I think he's more likely the strongest idiot."

At that moment, Wu Qingkong was walking down the road when his nose suddenly tickled. "Ah, ah, ah... achoo."

He sneezed heavily.

Thinking of that fiancé she had never met, Qian Renxue added another jab:

"Grandpa, your granddaughter is so pretty. What if he's an ugly freak?!"

"Wouldn't that mean a flower had been planted in a pile of cow dung, letting him get off easy?!"

Wu Qingkong continued walking down the road.

A passing young woman saw Wu Qingkong and immediately stopped in her tracks, stars shining in her eyes. "Handsome, can I get to know you?!"

"No, I have something to do."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Qingkong felt his nose tickle. "Ah, ah, ah... achoo."

He sneezed again.

After hearing Qian Renxue's words, Qian Daoliu did not agree with her.

Instead, he smiled and said, "Silly girl, you don't know this, but his grandfather was as handsome as Pan An, exceptionally striking."

"Countless female Soul Masters fell for him at first sight. Don't worry, his grandson can't possibly be ugly."

Hearing that, Qian Renxue was momentarily speechless.

As if she had thought of something.

Qian Renxue hurriedly tried to make up another excuse. "Grandpa, you've never even met that bastard. You don't know what kind of character he has!"

"What if he's some great demon who kills without blinking and burns, murders, and plunders everywhere?!"

"You only care about keeping your promise, but you've overlooked his character."

"Aren't you pushing me into a pit of fire?"

Elsewhere, Wu Qingkong had just bid farewell to that girl.

A cry for help suddenly came from behind him.

"Help, help..."

Wu Qingkong looked toward the sound and discovered that, at some point, a bandit had appeared behind him and was approaching the girl with a knife.

Wu Qingkong did not hesitate. His sword flashed.

The bandit's head fell to the ground on the spot.

Just as Wu Qingkong sheathed his sword, his nose tickled again. "Ah, ah, ah... achoo."

He sneezed heavily again.

Qian Renxue's words made Qian Daoliu's expression turn solemn as well.

After all, he truly had never met Wu Changming's grandson. What if he really was as Qian Renxue described...

Then he would truly have ruined his granddaughter's happiness for the rest of her life with his own hands.

Seeing the change in Qian Daoliu's expression, Qian Renxue's brows lifted with delight.

There's hope?!

She stepped forward, hugged her grandfather's arm, and shook it. "Grandpa, you're the best."

"I'm sure you don't want to marry your granddaughter off to a deranged killer, right?!"

When the words "deranged killer" entered Qian Daoliu's ears, he seemed to suddenly remember something.

Back when Wu Changming roamed the world, he had killed quite a few deranged killers.

Could such a righteous man produce a bad person?

Qian Daoliu's expression became stern. "Xue'er, don't talk nonsense."

"Senior Frost Sword's descendant is absolutely not the kind of person you described."

"Listen to Grandpa. Marry him, and you will find happiness."

Seeing that she could not persuade her grandfather.

After hesitating for a moment, Qian Renxue took a deep breath.

Then she said in a grave voice, "Grandpa, at this point, I don't want to hide it anymore."

"To tell you the truth, the reason Xue'er wants to break off the engagement is because Xue'er already has someone she likes."

"I will marry no one but him."