Her watery eyes narrowed slightly, An Yiqing’s small face was full of coldness, and her heart was in turmoil.
Gu Yelin stood behind her, his thin lips tightly pressed together, and the deep black eyes reflected the image of An Yiqing. It seed that in the whole world, he could only see her.
That mysterious man stared at An Yiqing without blinking, his eyes filled with confusion, hatred, and a variety of other emotions.
The corridor was silent, Ruan Xue and the others stretched their necks trying to see what was written on the plaque, but found it all in vain. Everyone could only hold their breath anxiously, wishing they could disappear into the ground.
After a long silence, the man spoke.
"Li Wanniang is your An Family’s Elder Patriarch, right? Although I’ve lost my mory, I rember these things clearly. Back then, Li Wanniang was a person from the Han Clan, later leaving due to an incident, but this plaque remained. Since then, every Sect Leader of the Han Clan has not given up looking for Li Wanniang’s descendants. An Yiqing, you are my fiancée, a betrothal that was decided a thousand years ago!"
An Yiqing’s eyes flickered, Gu Yelin’s black eyes were instantly covered with icy coldness, and everyone else was in disbelief at what they heard.
Gu Yelin’s suppressed aura gradually released, turning into an invisible arrow slowly extending toward the mysterious man. The man imdiately looked at Gu Yelin and also unleashed his Inner Breath, silently attacking Gu Yelin.
At that mont, the narrow corridor seed stormy and tense, as if a storm was brewing. The Inner Breaths of Gu Yelin and the mysterious man seed to transform into a dragon and a tiger, silently tearing at each other in mid-air. Zhang Yuksheng and the others even seed to faintly hear the roars of wild beasts, making them feel terrified.
In just a few minutes, An Yiqing’s thoughts were in turmoil, thinking of many things. Feeling the pressure from Gu Yelin and the mysterious man, she withdrew her wandering thoughts, her eyes turning slightly cold.
"Sir, retract your attack on Ah Lin, or I assure you, you will never be able to leave here," An Yiqing said coldly.
The man’s aura paused, his eyes turbulent, a wave of anger rising to the corners of his eyes. He cast a gloomy look at An Yiqing, moved his lips, but said nothing, silently withdrawing the aura he had released.
An Yiqing ignored the man, turning to glance at Gu Yelin, her gaze softening.
Gu Yelin’s heart trembled, the icy black eyes showed a hint of warmth, and he gradually retracted his aura.
"What’s your na?" An Yiqing turned and asked.
The man’s eyes flickered, his brow furrowed, "I can’t rember. Regarding the past, I can only recall matters related to the Han Clan, but can’t rember my own na. It seems that to , the affairs of my Shin are more important than myself."
"Did ng Po call you Ah Gang?" An Yiqing showed no sympathy for the man’s amnesia. She looked at him coldly and asked in a chilly voice.
"Yes, it’s just a random na for convenience."
"Alright, then you’ll be called Ah Gang," An Yiqing nodded, her gaze on Ah Gang devoid of any emotion, "I don’t care if your amnesia is real or fake, or how much of the past you rember. That’s your business, not mine. My fiancé is Gu Yelin, whether in the past, present, or future, he will be the only one. Your Shin’s promises don’t count."
The man’s heart sank, he had anticipated the difficulty with An Yiqing, but seeing her firm determination, Ah Gang’s heart was still filled with gloom. Regarding An Yiqing, he certainly didn’t like her, rather every ti he saw her, an involuntary hatred would rise in his heart. That hatred was so deeply ingrained as if sothing unpleasant had happened between them before he lost his mory.
However, Ah Gang couldn’t rember, but that deep-seated hatred was engraved into his bones.
Yet, while Ah Gang’s heart rejected An Yiqing, he couldn’t control the urge to approach her. It seed that in his heart, marrying An Yiqing was more important than his own self. Why he was so obsessed with marrying a woman he hated to the extre, was sothing Ah Gang couldn’t fathom.
"I don’t want to marry you either, but don’t forget, it’s your An Family’s Elder Patriarch’s promise," Ah Gang coldly reminded.
An Yiqing chuckled softly, as if she had heard a joke. She glanced sideways at Ah Gang, speaking softly, "Since it was my family’s Elder Patriarch’s arranged marriage, then let your Shin go marry the Elder Patriarch. Li Wanniang is Li Wanniang, An Yiqing is An Yiqing, even if she were my mother, she has no right to interfere in my marriage! Instead of wasting words with here, you’d be better off going back to your Shin to convince those stubborn old fools!"
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