Now was not the time to talk about a marriage contract. Qingyan Jing herself had lost sight of what mattered.
Lan Hong spoke up at this moment, pulling the derailed conversation back on track.
"The matter of the marriage contract can wait. I came here to treat Clan Chief Qingyan Qian. Is there anyone who still intends to stop me from treating Clan Chief Qingyan Qian?"
Lan Hong held the Futuo Clan's Ancestral Tower in one hand and the Bright Sword in the other, its blade pointed at everyone.
Lan Hong had already proven his strength. Even the Great Elder, Futuo Xuan, had been defeated, and even the Ancestral Tower had been taken away. Who would dare step forward to stop him now?
Lan Hong's gaze remained fixed on Maha Xing. In terms of strength, only Futuo Xuan and Maha Xing were qualified to speak to Lan Hong as equals.
"You are right. If Your Excellency can truly cure Clan Chief Qingyan Qian, it would be a great thing for both our clans."
Maha Xing's thoughts were simple. Even if Qingyan Qian doted on his daughter, he still had to consider the Futuo Clan as a whole.
This marriage contract had been jointly decided by both clans, and he himself had tacitly approved of it back then.
If Qingyan Qian was cured, he would have to support the marriage contract. What Qingyan Jing herself thought was completely unimportant.
If Lan Hong failed to cure Qingyan Qian, it would be time for him to join forces with the Futuo Clan and turn against him.
No matter how he calculated it, the Maha Clan would not lose out.
Lan Hong did not know what Maha Xing was thinking, and even if he did, he would not have cared.
If even Qingyan Qian