Where is this?
Qian Renxue found herself in a pale, desolate place. As she looked around, it was as if snowflakes were appearing from all directions, casting a chill over the entire world.
Qian Renxue walked aimlessly, her slender, long legs stopping in place, her eyes filled with confusion.
"Everything around me, in all directions, above and below, is white. Am I dreaming? No wonder I can't get out," Qian Renxue murmured.
She looked at the blood-stained holy armor; the divine power belonging to the Angel Clan was intact, but her golden silk inner garment was slightly damaged and had a faint burnt smell.
Picking up some ashes, Qian Renxue sniffed them lightly, frowned slightly, and then suddenly realized what was happening.
"I was just fighting Xiao Yan, how did I end up here!?"
Qian Renxue tried hard to recall the past, and memories flashed by like a revolving lantern, with countless scenes passing by like a black and white record. Qian Renxue's chest heaved, and her heart was pounding so hard due to her panic, but there was no one to appreciate this beautiful sight.
" Xiao Yan has gone mad, unleashing power far exceeding his capacity. I activated Angel Defense, merging it with the Sacred Shield, and struggled to withstand the terrifying Three-Colored Fire Lotus that nearly made my heart tremble."
"Finally, with a bang..."
"And so I appeared here."
Qian Renxue was stunned. Looking around at the deathly white surroundings, she even wondered if she was dead. Her grandfather had told her that the world of the living was called the Yang Realm.
Could it be that I've arrived in the underworld? Qian Renxue quickly dismissed this idea, because she spotted a vibrant color.
In this pale world where there's almost no difference between up, down, left, right, north, and south, even a single dog hair would be extremely conspicuous. What's more, what appeared in front of Qian Renxue wasn't dog hair, but a whole bunch of dogs... ptooey!... people!
The large main house was filled with elderly men and women dressed in a very traditional style, completely different from the Douluo Continent.
They seemed to be talking about something.
Just as Qian Renxue was completely bewildered, the door was pushed open, and a travel-worn young girl, with a furrowed brow and her Swan -like, snow-white neck tilted back, broke the silence of the main room with a loud voice.
"I want to break off the engagement!"
The first person to change his expression was the middle-aged man in the superior position. He had been all smiles, but upon hearing the words "annulment of the engagement," his deadpan face turned ashen, like a salted fish that had been exposed to the elements for months.
The middle-aged man was trying to persuade her to stay.
The proud young woman resolutely refused, her head held high, her gaze also becoming more aloof, to the point that she didn't even look directly at the middle-aged man whose domineering demeanor had turned into pleading.
"I can't marry a useless man!"
"My son is not a useless person, he just needs some time."
"Sorry, I don't have time!"
"But you didn't refuse him when he was still a genius!"
"You know that was then. Now, I, Nalan Yanran, have become a disciple of the Misty Orchid Sect, while he is still nothing more than a piece of trash Dou Qi has stagnated, or even continued to regress!"
"Now, I want to annul the engagement!"
"How could you do this?!" the middle-aged man roared.
The young woman was resolute and showed no mercy. Several elderly people appeared from the shadows behind her and directly restrained the middle-aged man.
The head of the household has no face left.
Even the people in the main house showed no sympathy whatsoever, all standing idly by, most even gloating, their mouths practically stretched to the sky, unable to contain their laughter.
"He's just a good-for-nothing son, what makes you think he can marry this genius girl from the Misty Cloud Sect?!"
"A toad Swan swan meat!"
"Wishful thinking!"
The middle-aged man struggled to lift his head, unable to speak, and could only rub his throat, replying in a hoarse voice, "It's normal that you don't want to. However, I hope to dissolve the engagement in another way, rather than annulling it..."
"I hope you can spare some last bit of face for my son and the Xiao Clan."
The middle-aged man was covered in sweat. Despite being restrained by the two elderly people, he still managed to squeeze out so many words. His eyes were full of hope as he looked at Nalan Yanran.
This middle-aged man was willing to set aside his own pride in order to preserve the last shred of dignity for his child.
The woman broke off the engagement.
This would be the biggest blow to a man.
What's more, it's about a boy who fell from genius to trash.
Upon seeing this, Qian Renxue couldn't help but clench her fist.
"Father..."
She has no memory of her father and has never felt pampered by a father's love since childhood. In the vast Spirit Hall, the only person who truly warms Qian Renxue's heart is her grandfather, who focuses all his attention on the Angel Clan.
As for that woman...
Qian Renxue would rather she didn't exist!
Now, seeing the middle-aged man's affection for his son, she couldn't help but feel a pang in her heart.
"If only someone could help him," Qian Renxue thought, wishing she could rush into that scene.
Faced with Xiao Zhan's plea, Nalan Yanran hesitated for a moment, but the gaze of an old woman from the Misty Cloud Sect not far away chilled her heart once again.
She looked down at Xiao Zhan, her expression devoid of emotion, and said, "I've made up my mind. I'm announcing the engagement! This means that I, Nalan Yanran, am breaking off my engagement with your Xiao Clan, nothing more, to avoid any future complications!"
She took out her old marriage certificate, intending to complete this task in front of everyone.
Just as Xiao Zhan's handprint was about to be forcibly pressed onto the marriage contract, the door opened again.
With a creak.
The voice was very soft, but the person who arrived was in a great hurry.
" Xiao Yan!?"
Not only were the people in the scene shocked, but even Qian Renxue's eyes widened in disbelief. Xiao Yan had actually appeared in the frame!?
The boy stormed into the room in a rage, Nalan Yanran, looking into his bloodshot eyes, felt a pang of fear.
" Nalan Yanran, you don't need to act like a superior. You want to annul the engagement simply because you think I, Xiao Yan, am a good-for-nothing and unworthy of you, the young lady of the Misty Cloud Sect. To put it bluntly, how could I, Xiao Yan, possibly be interested in you!?"
"I may be down on my luck now, but how can you be so sure I can't rise again? The Misty Cloud Sect is strong, that's true, but it's definitely not insurmountable. Just give me time, and you'll see!"
"Hmph, you're saying all this just to make me change my mind and continue our engagement, right?!" Nalan Yanran smiled, like a lily, radiant yet tinged with irony.
Nalan Yanran sneered, "Then I'll give you three years. If you're still a good-for-nothing after three years, you'll have to hand over the marriage contract!"
Looking at the girl's ashen face, Xiao Yan smiled sarcastically and said, "I, Xiao Yan, have no interest in you in less than three years."
After saying this, to everyone's astonishment, the young man snatched the marriage contract from his father, Xiao Zhan, and began to write furiously.
The ink falls, the brush stops!
Qian Renxue burst out laughing.
As expected of Xiao Yan.
That's more like it!
Marriage certificate!? Annulment of engagement!?
Xiao Yan directly turned the marriage certificate into a divorce certificate!
"Thirty years west of the river, thirty years east of the river; never underestimate a young man's potential!"
(End of this chapter)