"Brother Yan, what is the Li family doing? They refused to let us in before, but now they've sent someone to pick us up?"
In the Li family's Rolls-Royce, Long Feicheng asked in confusion, unable to resist touching the seats, "You're right, the leather seats feel really good!"
Before Yan Shouyi could explain, the female bodyguard beside him couldn't help but interject, "The leather seats are under your butt. If you touch my thigh again, I'll break your hand!"
Long Feicheng sheepishly withdrew his hand, "Sorry, sister, I wasn't looking and touched the wrong spot."
Yan Shouyi said helplessly, "Little Long, don't talk nonsense when we get to the Li family. I just want to settle this quickly."
"Understood!" Long Feicheng patted his chest and guaranteed, "Don't you know what kind of person I am?"
"It's precisely because I know you too well that I'm telling you to speak less."
"..."
The motorcade quickly returned to the Li family in Xihu. Yan Shouyi and his group, who had been taking a bus earlier, were now upgraded to Rolls-Royces.
Meanwhile, within the Li family, Li Peizong and Gao Zizhen were feeling flustered and agitated.
Apart from the two of them, everyone else in the Li family and Zhenren Fuque felt that good things were about to happen...
Gao Zizhen used the restroom to think of a countermeasure and, upon returning, ran into Li Qing'er.
Seeing Gao Zizhen, Li Qing'er immediately teared up, "Daoist Gao, I don't want to marry a man I've never met."
Gao Zizhen was stunned, then sneered inwardly: A rich young lady is so foolish. What's the difference between me and your fiancé? How much do you really know about me?
But Gao Zizhen said, "Miss Li, you don't need to worry. If we are destined to be together, no one can stop us."
Upon hearing this, Li Qing'er's heart fluttered, and she said to Gao Zizhen with a blush, "Daoist Gao..."
Seeing this, Gao Zizhen even had the urge to drag Li Qing'er into a corner and have his way with her on the spot.
After all, this wasn't the Li family's ancestral home, and their ancestor, the Ghost King, wasn't present. With a bit of his magic, Gao Zizhen could make Li Qing'er unable to call for help.
If the Lu Ban descendant showed up, it would be difficult for Gao Zizhen to handle the situation and he might even be dealt with by the Lu Ban descendant.
The more Gao Zizhen thought about it, the more he felt that this plan was correct. Once successful, he could simply abandon Zhenren Fuque and flee.
Thus, Gao Zizhen reached out to grab Li Qing'er.
Li Qing'er, this naive and sweet girl, didn't show any resistance.
Just as Gao Zizhen's hand was inches away from Li Qing'er, a silver needle flashed from his fingers!
As long as this silver needle was inserted into Li Qing'er's acupoint, she would immediately lose consciousness and be at Gao Zizhen's mercy!
But just as Gao Zizhen was about to succeed, a voice rang out, "Patriarch! Patriarch! Yan Shouyi is here!"
"He's here?!"
Li Qing'er was startled and immediately grabbed Gao Zizhen's hand, "Daoist Gao, you must help me drive away that Lu Ban descendant!"
Gao Zizhen couldn't help but curse inwardly, but he had to maintain his composure. Instead, he reassured Li Qing'er, "Don't worry, our Miaoyu Temple is not to be trifled with!"
Li Qing'er nodded with relief and turned to run back to the main hall, with a hint of girlish shyness in her movements.
To Gao Zizhen, who had seen countless women, this held no allure. He was now filled with frustration, wondering how he would deal with the Lu Ban descendant later.
After a dozen seconds of deliberation, Gao Zizhen gritted his teeth:
"The Lu Ban lineage has been extinct for decades. How could I be so coincidental to meet him? Perhaps that guy has only half-baked skills like me, or maybe he's even worse than me!"
"Forget it. A woman like Li Qing'er is rare. It's unknown when I'll find another one!"
"I'm going to have Li Qing'er!"
Having made up his mind, Gao Zizhen returned to the main hall with a grim expression, standing behind Zhenren Fuque.
At this moment, Yan Shouyi and Long Feicheng were also slowly entering the main hall, led by members of the Li family.
Long Feicheng looked around, occasionally exclaiming "Holy cow" and "Awesome," which made the originally elegant Li family feel incredibly vulgar. The Li family members couldn't help but frown, showing their displeasure.
Li Qing'er's expression became even more displeased. She didn't know which of them was Yan Shouyi, but if it were Long Feicheng, she would rather marry a dog.
Yan Shouyi, however, remained calm. The Li family's decor was luxurious, with vases costing over a million yuan everywhere, but Yan Shouyi was no stranger to such grandeur.
The Liu family was not much worse than the Li family.
He walked steadily and firmly, step by step, until he reached the center of the hall, unfazed by the gazes of everyone around him.
Li Peizong observed the two, also filled with questions.
Which one is Yan Shouyi, the Lu Ban descendant?
If it were Long Feicheng, then it would be better to let Qing'er marry Gao Zizhen...
"Which of you is Yan Shouyi?" Li Peizong asked.
Yan Shouyi stepped forward and bowed slightly, "It is I."
For some reason, Li Peizong and Li Qing'er simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Yan Shouyi was not as handsome as Gao Zizhen, he exuded a unique aura, seemingly more refined than Zhenren Fuque.
Yet, Yan Shouyi was dressed ordinarily, even appearing somewhat down-and-out.
"Yan Shouyi, I believe I should introduce ourselves first," Li Peizong said. "I am the current head of the Li family, Li Peizong. Li Chongguo is my father, and my daughter, who is your fiancée, Li Qing'er, is here."
Li Peizong pointed to Li Qing'er. Li Qing'er was unwilling to engage with Yan Shouyi, so she didn't give him a pleasant look.
Yan Shouyi merely glanced at Li Qing'er.
Admittedly, Li Qing'er was beautiful, even more so than some actresses, and possessed an outstanding temperament.
However, ever since Yan Shouyi's heart was set on Lin Zitong, no amount of beauty held any special significance for him.
Moreover, since he had decided to break off the engagement, Li Qing'er's appearance, whether beautiful or not, was irrelevant to him.
Li Qing'er felt particularly uncomfortable with Yan Shouyi's indifference, or perhaps even disdain. Her small eyebrows knitted together, and she cast a pleading gaze at Gao Zizhen.
Gao Zizhen, of course, was not idle. He carefully and meticulously observed Yan Shouyi, trying to glean some clues from him.
But unfortunately, Gao Zizhen couldn't discern anything. He had no idea whether Yan Shouyi possessed true ability or was merely a fraud like himself.
Outside the main hall, the two ginkgo trees were taller than Yan Shouyi remembered. He recalled the scene of his grandfather bringing him to the Li family years ago, his heart filled with emotion.
Grandfather, your unfilial grandson cannot fulfill your wishes this time. I will not marry this Li family young lady.
Thus, Yan Shouyi adjusted his mindset, took out the marriage contract bamboo slip, and was about to speak.
Unexpectedly, Li Qing'er suddenly exclaimed, "I will not marry you! This engagement is void!"
Yan Shouyi couldn't help but frown, "What do you mean?"
Zhenren Fuque sneered, "Boy, can't you understand? Miss Li dislikes you and will not marry you. Your statuses are like heaven and earth. Don't harbor any foolish fantasies!"
Facing this sudden attack, Yan Shouyi couldn't help but lower his face. Even if the Li family was arrogant, shouldn't they at least let someone finish speaking?
Long Feicheng's lips curved upwards, and his hands felt a tickle, as if something was missing.
Oh, right!
He was missing popcorn!
Wasn't the reason he insisted on coming to witness this kind of drama?
"And who are you?" Yan Shouyi looked at Zhenren Fuque.
Zhenren Fuque flicked his horsetail whisk and said, "This humble Daoist is Zhenren Fuque from Miaoyu Temple on Kunlun Mountain!"
"Kunlun Mountain?"
Yan Shouyi raised an eyebrow. Kunlun Mountain is the ancestor of all mountains, and the Kunlun lineage holds a distinguished position in Taoism. However, this Zhenren Fuque—he was even wearing the wrong color for his Daoist robe.
Daoists from Kunlun Mountain only wore dark blue or yellow robes. There were no Daoists dressed in flowing white like Zhenren Fuque, and Kunlun Mountain Daoists mostly carried spirit tablets, not horsetail whisks...
Therefore, with just one glance, Yan Shouyi realized that Zhenren Fuque was not a Daoist from Kunlun Mountain at all!
At the same time, Yan Shouyi noticed Gao Zizhen behind Zhenren Fuque. Compared to Zhenren Fuque, Gao Zizhen's vital energy was more vigorous, and in addition, he carried a strong aura of death!
That young Daoist was definitely not as simple as he appeared on the surface!
Yan Shouyi withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "My Lu Ban lineage places great importance on promises. I do not wrong others, nor do I allow others to wrong me. Since you wish to break the engagement, state your reasons. If your answer does not satisfy me, you want to break the engagement... not a chance!"
Although Yan Shouyi had also come to break off the engagement, he wanted to do so openly and with dignity.
Not to be unceremoniously kicked out by the Li family's overbearing demeanor.
A Lu Ban descendant has the pride of a Lu Ban descendant.
The engagement can be broken, but unless Yan Shouyi agrees, no one can force him!!