"That’s right, it seems you have so self-awareness. Originally, this marriage was decided by my father and your father without consulting us. Of course, if you weren’t physically incapable, perhaps I would consider marrying you."
"But unfortunately, you’re a good-for-nothing who can’t practice the Martial Path, soone who doesn’t even have the strength to truss a chicken, relying on precious treasures every day just to stay alive. Soone like you is not worthy of !"
Jiang Yuhuan’s tone was harsh and rciless as she spoke, her proud gaze filled with endless disdain and contempt for Ling Yun.
"That’s right, Ling Yun, you worthless fool, you’re not worthy of Yuhuan at all!"
"Yuhuan is a proud daughter of heaven, while you are nothing more than a useless waste. You’re like a toad lusting after a swan, a complete fool’s dream!"
At this mont, Yang Jian and Cao Mang both pointed at Ling Yun, mocking and ridiculing him.
They were both infatuated with Jiang Yuhuan and naturally hoped that she would succeed in breaking off the engagent, so they could openly pursue her.
Facing their ridicule, Ling Yun remained unmoved, simply sipping his wine.
"Ling Yun, will you agree to break off the engagent or not? For the sake of your father, I don’t want to embarrass you too much. Just agree to the annulnt and sign this annulnt docunt!"
Jiang Yuhuan presented an annulnt docunt to Ling Yun.
"Publicly announcing your desire to break off the engagent, isn’t that already humiliating enough?"
Ling Yun looked at Jiang Yuhuan with a sarcastic expression.
Jiang Yuhuan furrowed her brows and said in a deep voice, "Ling Yun, the fact that I didn’t go to the Ling family to break off the engagent in person shows enough respect, so don’t push your luck!"
"Thank you for the respect!"
Ling Yun chuckled bitterly.
"I won’t sign this annulnt docunt!"
Ling Yun stated directly.
"You..."
Jiang Yuhuan’s eyes flashed with anger as she glared at Ling Yun.
"Kid, are you looking for a beating? Just sign it and stop talking so much nonsense!"
Yang Jian shouted at Ling Yun, rolling up his sleeves and rushing over, kicking Ling Yun, knocking him to the ground. The bottle in his hand shattered on the ground.
"Waste!"
Yang Jian spat at him, cursing.
"Ling Yun, I’m telling you, you must sign this annulnt docunt today, or we’ll make sure you learn your lesson!"
Cao Mang walked over to Ling Yun, stepping on his chest, sneering and mocking.
Watching her fiancé being humiliated and beaten, Jiang Yuhuan, as his fiancée, remained indifferent, her expression cold, as if it had nothing to do with her.
Cao Mang and Yang Jian rcilessly beat up Ling Yun as Jiang Yuhuan quietly watched.
"This woman is really ruthless, not even caring when her fiancé is being beaten!"
Luo Qianyu scoffed, curling her lips.
"Such powerful, arrogant won who think highly of themselves naturally wouldn’t care about a useless fiancé; she only cares about the strong!"
Xiao Yifeng said softly.
"Stop!"
At that mont, the staff of the Drunken Wind Pavilion ca over and stopped the two from continuing their actions.
"Ling Yun, since you don’t care about your face, don’t bla !"
Jiang Yuhuan snorted coldly at Ling Yun, turning and leaving.
Yang Jian and Cao Mang glanced disdainfully at the paralyzed Ling Yun on the ground before quickly following Jiang Yuhuan.
"Are you alright, sir?"
The Drunken Wind Pavilion staff hurriedly helped Ling Yun up.
"I’m fine!"
Ling Yun, with a wounded face, said indifferently, his eyes showing no change.
"This guy’s really had it rough!"
Reen Tianwu comnted, looking at Ling Yun.
Pfft!
Just then Ling Yun suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, staggering, his face pale.
Seeing this, Xiao Yifeng and his companions showed slight changes in expression.
"Are you alright?"
Xiao Yifeng ca to Ling Yun’s side and asked.
"I’m fine!"
Ling Yun shook his head with a bitter smile.
"Your blood and energy are rapidly draining!"
Xiao Yifeng looked at Ling Yun and said.
"Doesn’t matter, let it drain if it must!"
Ling Yun appeared indifferent.
"Are you really planning to just give up on yourself?"
Xiao Yifeng asked, looking at Ling Yun.
"Give up? What do I have to give up on, my life? In this state, living is useless, only bringing sha to my family!"
Ling Yun smiled bitterly.
"You can lend him a hand. Once his Heavenly God Body is restored, he might beco a great asset to you!"
Little Huang suddenly said.
"That’s right, master, since this person’s physique is extraordinary, you should take him under your wing and use him!"
Xingxing spoke up as well.
"Didn’t you say helping him break the Coagulating Blood Divine Curse would bring lots of trouble?"
Xiao Yifeng asked.
"The trouble and reward are proportional, plus you have Bai Lang, the Divine Beast, and Lan Yiren by your side, so it won’t be too much trouble!"
Little Huang said seriously.
"Do you want to get out of your current predicant, beco a normal person, and practice the Martial Path?"
Xiao Yifeng looked directly at Ling Yun and asked.
"Can I?"
Ling Yun’s eyes flashed with confusion as he looked at Xiao Yifeng.
"Of course, you are lucky to have t . I can restore you to a normal person, allow you to retake the Martial Path, and even beco a true strong one!"
Xiao Yifeng said to Ling Yun.
Ling Yun’s expression changed slightly, his eyes showing a trace of suspicion as he looked at Xiao Yifeng, then glanced at the others.
"Rest assured, I’m not lying to you, nor would I deceive you. I’ll give you a day to think it over. If you decide you don’t want to live as a so-called waste anymore, co find at the Ling Sect."
Xiao Yifeng said calmly, and with that, they left, finding a private room to enjoy so spiritual wine.
As for Ling Yun, his eyes kept flickering with light, lost in thought.
They spent the better part of the day drinking, with Xiao Yifeng and his companions thoroughly enjoying themselves.
Even Luo Qianyu and Ling Jie, with the help of the spiritual wine, managed to break through to the Divine Soul Realm Ninth Level, and Reen Tianwu’s strength reached the Seventh Level of the Divine Soul Realm.
Ti flew by, and as night fell, Xiao Yifeng and his companions left the Drunken Wind Pavilion, heading toward the Ling Sect.
At the sa ti, a group of won dressed in white long robes, with white headbands, ca walking toward Xiao Yifeng and his group, passing them by.
The leading woman in the group of ladies wore a white veil, covering half of her face, her bright and pure eyes shining like the moon, unsullied by dust.
As this veiled woman passed by Xiao Yifeng’s group, her gaze inadvertently fell on Xiao Yifeng. Her heart trembled, pupils contracted, and her eyes filled with disbelief.
The veiled woman in white stopped in her tracks, her eyes trailing Xiao Yifeng’s figure as he left.
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