After hearing his words, the faces of the Han Family members instantly grew even darker.
"Hong Li, wanting your son to marry one of our Han Family's two pearls was bad enough. Now you want him to marry both? Greed has truly clogged your hearts with lard!"
A burly middle-aged man glared at Hong Li and cursed.
"Your Hong Family may be a little stronger than our Han Family, but only by so much. If you push us into a corner, we can always fight until the fish dies and the net breaks! I refuse to believe your Hong Family would have much strength left after swallowing us whole!"
The middle-aged man was named Han Tian. He was Han Chi's younger brother and Han Yue's uncle.
Although both the Han Family and the Hong Family had a Dou Zong ancestor, both ancestors were in seclusion and would not emerge unless their families faced life or death.
Thus, the ones who normally decided their families' direction were mostly these Dou Huang experts.
"Exactly! Your son has been a notorious playboy in Tianbei City since he was little. You want both of us sisters to marry him? Keep dreaming your grand spring-and-autumn dreams!"
As Han Tian's voice fell, a beautiful girl who had only just reached adulthood stepped out from behind him.
The girl was at the most radiant age of a woman's life, her face dazzlingly beautiful, like a flower that had just bloomed.
Hearing her words, Hong Li showed not a trace of embarrassment. Instead, he took a leisurely sip of tea, then glanced at the Han Family members with a faint smile.
"Everyone, there's no need to get worked up. Perhaps you haven't heard, but that supposedly worthless son of mine is now a disciple of the Northern Wind-Thunder