"Uh, well... haha." Seeing how serious Ji Xingzi was, Du Chengfeng instead found himself at a loss. He stammered, not knowing what to say.
"Well, what do you think?" Ji Xingzi blinked her big eyes, her gaze sparkling as she coaxed him.
"..." Although Du Chengfeng had cultivated for many years, when had he ever faced a situation like this? He did not know whether to laugh or cry, much less how to answer.
"Haha! A marriage alliance would certainly be possible, Miss Ji!" Just then, Iron Lady, who had been watching silently with a smile, suddenly laughed. She stepped forward and sized Ji Fazi up, looking like a father-in-law inspecting a prospective daughter-in-law, growing more pleased the longer she looked. Only when Ji Xingzi grew embarrassed under her scrutiny did she continue with a smile, "Miss Ji, not only are you outstandingly beautiful, as lovely as a celestial maiden, but you are also the head of a household. I truly like you very much. Nothing could be better than a marriage alliance with our Du Household. What do you think of our Chengfeng? He is also the head of our Du Household, so his standing matches yours. Why not marry our Chengfeng? It certainly would not disgrace your status!"
"Oh, but Fellow Daoist Li is the one I like! Enough of this. Let's discuss it another time when we're free!" Ji Xingzi protested coyly. With a wave of her hand, she led the three Ji Household cultivators away.
Ah, it seems it takes a woman to deal with a woman! Watching Ji Xingzi leave, Du Chengfeng smiled wryly again and again, sighing inwardly.
Meanwhile, the match in the arena had reached a fever pitch. The fighting grew fiercer and fiercer, immediately drawing everyone's attention. Li Xiaoya and Dong Santong