Qian Daoliu Panicked

Wu Qingkong held a map in his hand.

At this moment, he had finally arrived at the entrance of Spirit Hall.

Looking at the magnificent golden cathedral before him, Wu Qingkong let out a sigh of relief.

"Spirit Hall, I've finally arrived..."

"Grandfather, I'm sorry. I can listen to you in everything else."

"But marriage is no trivial matter."

"I can only disappoint you."

Wu Qingkong took a deep breath, then walked toward the entrance of the cathedral.

Before he could enter, a sharp shout came from nearby.

"Stop."

The patrolling guards blocked Wu Qingkong's path.

Wu Qingkong hurriedly explained.

"Brothers, please do me a favor. I'm here at Spirit Hall to take care of some business."

"Please report it to your superiors for me."

"Business? What business?!"

Wu Qingkong could not say it outright. After all, breaking off an engagement was not exactly a good thing on the continent.

If these two guards learned that the person whose engagement he wanted to break was Spirit Hall's young mistress, things would truly go badly.

Wu Qingkong did not want to make a big fuss.

He only wanted to find Qian Daoliu and discuss the matter with him in private.

Wu Qingkong smiled. "Brother, this is a private matter between your young mistress and me."

"I can't say it directly."

"But I really am not lying to you. If you don't believe me, take a look."

With that, Wu Qingkong took a small golden sword from his robes.

This was the token Qian Daoliu had left with Wu Changming all those years ago.

This little sword contained a trace of Qian Daoliu's soul power.

The moment the little sword was taken out—

The air was filled with a sacred aura.

"Th-this... this is the Grand Offering's aura."

The two guards were stunned on the spot.

At that moment, they no longer dared to stop Wu Qingkong.

They immediately stepped aside and let him pass.

Wu Qingkong strode toward Spirit Hall.

After glancing at Wu Qingkong's departing back, one guard signaled to the other with his eyes.

The other nodded.

He turned into a speck of light and flew into the distance.

Spirit Hall's secret chamber.

At this moment, Qian Daoliu seemed to sense something.

He raised his eyes and glanced toward Spirit Hall's entrance.

"What is it, Grandfather?!"

"If my senses are correct..."

"Your fiancé should have arrived."

"What?!"

"Why is he here?!"

Qian Daoliu smiled and said calmly:

"He's already come to our door. What else could he be here for? He must be here to propose!"

Qian Renxue's face instantly drained of color, and she panicked completely.

"Come on. No matter what, we should at least go take a look, shouldn't we?!"

Qian Renxue pressed a hand to her forehead and said with a pained expression:

"I'm sorry, Grandfather."

"I suddenly feel a little dizzy. I'm very uncomfortable."

"I'm going back to my room to rest."

Before Qian Daoliu could respond—

Qian Renxue had already turned into a streak of light and left the secret chamber first.

Qian Daoliu shook his head helplessly.

"Forget it. At least I stopped Xue'er from breaking off the engagement today."

"As long as Xue'er hasn't broken off the engagement, there's still hope."

After many years apart—

Qian Daoliu was naturally curious about Frost Sword Douluo's grandson.

"Senior Frost Sword, let me see whether your grandson possesses even a trace of your former bearing!"

Qian Daoliu left the secret chamber and encountered the guard who had come to report.

The guard immediately knelt down.

"Lord Offering, a young man has arrived at the entrance. He says he has a private matter to discuss with you."

Qian Daoliu nodded.

"Arrange for someone to take him to the Offering Hall..."

"I will receive him personally."

The guard nodded and immediately withdrew.

Inside Spirit Hall—

Wu Qingkong was wandering around alone, casually taking in the sights.

He was not in a hurry.

He believed that when he took out that little golden sword, Qian Daoliu should have sensed it.

He simply did not know how to bring it up to Qian Daoliu.

After all, he was only a junior.

As the party whose engagement was being broken, Qian Daoliu would be thoroughly humiliated by Wu Qingkong coming to his door to call off the marriage.

"Ah, what a headache..."

"I hope Qian Daoliu is easy to talk to."

A guard silently appeared behind Wu Qingkong.

"Sir, the Grand Offering has issued an order."

"He requests your presence at the Offering Hall for a discussion."

"The Offering Hall?!"

Wu Qingkong was somewhat surprised.

If he only had to face Qian Daoliu alone, Wu Qingkong might be somewhat worried, but he was not afraid.

After all, the friendship between their two families was there. No matter how furious Qian Daoliu became—

Wu Qingkong believed that at most, Qian Daoliu would give him a harsh scolding. At worst, he would beat him up to vent his anger.

But if he had to face the other Offerings, that was another matter.

Among Spirit Hall's seven great Offerings, which one had not watched Qian Renxue grow up bit by bit?!

As the little darling of the Offering Hall, if he publicly broke off Qian Renxue's engagement—

He would not only be slapping Qian Daoliu in the face, but the other Offerings as well. What was originally one beating could very well turn into seven!

Spirit Hall's seven Offerings were all Super Douluos above rank 95.

Wu Qingkong believed that his future achievements would not be inferior to theirs.

But at this moment, if these great Offerings wanted to beat him up, there was truly nothing Wu Qingkong could do to avoid it.

"Forget it. If I get beaten, I get beaten."

"After all, I'm the one breaking off the engagement first."

"As long as I can call off this marriage, taking a few beatings won't be a loss!"

With that thought in mind, Wu Qingkong followed the guard toward the Offering Hall.

Qian Daoliu entered the Offering Hall and spoke, his voice carried far by soul power.

"Fellow Offerings, quickly gather at the Council Hall of the Offering Hall for discussion!"

Qian Daoliu's voice was exceptionally loud.

As his words fell—

One terrifying aura after another, as deep as an abyss, emerged from the rooms.

Qingluan stretched lazily. "Big Brother hasn't called us together for a discussion in a long time, has he?"

"Nothing major has happened recently, right?!"

Qian Daoliu's voice transmission also surprised Golden Crocodile.

"I'm not sure, but since the Grand Offering has given the order, don't delay. Let's go quickly."

As soon as he finished speaking, Golden Crocodile's figure was the first to turn into a streak of golden light and fly away.

Qingluan, Lion, Guang Ling, the Demon Subduer brothers, and the others followed close behind.

Inside the Council Hall.

Qian Daoliu sat at the head of the room.

At this moment, his expression was somewhat unpleasant.

He could sense that the token he had left behind years ago was drawing closer and closer.

Frost Sword Douluo's descendant was about to arrive.

He had to find a way to steady him first.

After all, the young man had come to propose, yet not only was his granddaughter refusing to see him, she even wanted to break off the engagement instead.

Qian Daoliu truly had no face to meet Frost Sword's descendant now.

Qian Daoliu voiced his concerns.

The Council Hall suddenly became frighteningly silent.

A pin could have been heard dropping.

The great Offerings were all unable to say a single word at the same time.

The man had come to propose, yet the woman not only avoided seeing him, she even wanted to renege on the marriage.

They had lived for over a hundred years, yet they had never seen such a thing.

A marriage was arranged by one's parents and sanctioned by a matchmaker.

It was a tradition that had remained unchanged across the continent for countless millennia, rarely broken by anyone.

If it were anyone else, Qian Renxue could simply refuse to marry, and they could let her do as she pleased.

But the other party was Frost Sword Douluo's grandson!

Frost Sword Douluo was Qian Daoliu's sworn elder brother, leaving the great Offerings at a loss for what to do.

Looking at the silent great Offerings around the table—

Qian Daoliu asked in a deep voice, "Everyone, does anyone have a good idea to ease this crisis?!"