You're so beautiful, and you still want to cancel the engagement?

Murong Wushuang just stood there blankly, as if time had stopped, and it took him a long time to recover from his surprise.

Her eyes were somewhat empty, and her whole body seemed to be frozen.

It was not until a sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from not far behind her, like a thunder exploding in her ears, that she was suddenly awakened from her trance.

She subconsciously looked back and saw a familiar figure flying towards her rapidly.

Although the figure looked a little old, his flying speed was not slow at all.

The moment she saw who was coming, Murong Wushuang's little mouth pouted up instantly.

Swish!

At this moment, the old man landed in front of Murong Wushuang as light as a feather.

"Grandpa..." Murong Wushuang pouted and said with grievance: "Why did you come just now? I was almost angered to death just now!" His tone was full of complaints, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

"Actually, I've been here a long time ago!" Murong Wannian said calmly with a calm expression.

"Then when you saw me being bullied, why didn't you show up and help me?" Murong Wushuang was really furious at this moment. His pouting lips were so exaggerated that it seemed like it was about to rise across the river. He looked so angry, like a sulky child.

"This kid is no longer the same as before!" Murong Wannian's expression became very solemn, and he said slowly: "The reason why I dare not show up is that I am afraid that after you see me, you will immediately quarrel with him, which will cause a bigger conflict!" He frowned slightly, his eyes full of worry.

"Oh?" Murong Wushuang's face was full of suspicion. He looked straight at Murong Wannian and asked, "What Grandpa meant by the present is different from the past, is it..."

"It's hard for me to say!" Murong Wannian shook his head slowly, his expression a little solemn: "In short, there is a kind of aura emanating from him now, and even I feel extremely terrified. This feeling is really hard to express clearly in words, like seeing flowers in the fog, it's hard to explain!"

"Even you feel very wary of him?" Murong Wushuang couldn't help but frown slightly, his heart full of doubts: "What kind of feeling is that? Could it be that he has improved in cultivation or other aspects?

However, I have observed carefully that his current cultivation level is still at the peak of Dan Yuan Realm. Until now, he has not yet broken through to the Soul Yuan Realm.

You know, with the unique secret technique passed down from generation to generation by my Murong clan, there shouldn't be any mistakes in judging other people's cultivation. And from all the signs, he didn't deliberately hide his cultivation!"

"He really didn't hide his cultivation!" Murong Wannian nodded slightly, confirming Murong Wushuang's judgment.

"Since it is certain that he has not hidden his cultivation, then grandpa, why are you so afraid of him?" Murong Wushuang looked confused, and obviously still couldn't figure out what his grandfather was afraid of about Ye Fei.

"You are still a shallow cultivator, you don't understand yet!" Murong Wannian said solemnly with a serious look: "When you reach my level, you will know that for some people, you only need to take a glance at them to instantly judge whether you can beat them.

This is not just an ordinary feeling, but an intuition that comes from the depths of the heart, or even from the soul. When facing those truly peerless masters, you don't even need to fight with them, you can tell who is better with just one look!"

"Ah?" Murong Wushuang was bewildered, and asked in confusion, "No way? Grandpa, why don't I feel anything at all? I naturally know the feeling that Grandpa is talking about.

It's like, when I look at you, Grandpa, I have the feeling you just said. But when I looked at Ye Fei before, I didn't have the feeling you said!"

“Hehe…” Murong Wannian gave a helpless smile and slowly explained, “That’s because the gap between you and him in terms of cultivation and combat power is like a chasm in the sky, a huge gap. When he doesn’t actively release his aura, you naturally can’t feel it. But it’s different for grandpa…”

"What's the difference?" Murong Wushuang was really confused and asked immediately.

Murong Wannian said solemnly with a serious look on his face: "If we must use distance to describe the gap between you and him, and say that the gap between you and him is 108,000 miles, then in comparison, the gap between him and me is only about 50,000 miles. Because of this, I can really feel this gap."

Murong Wushuang was speechless when she heard this, and stood there in a daze. After a long while, she was shocked and stammered, "Grandpa, this... this... isn't what you said a little too exaggerated?

If it is really like what you said, then according to this inference, the gap between him and me is equivalent to two of you? Could it be that his fighting power has now reached the level where he can fight two of you alone?"

Upon hearing this, Murong Wannian's face was filled with disdain. He glared at Murong Wushuang fiercely and said, "You really think too highly of us two! I was just making an analogy just now. If we really talk about combat effectiveness, the gap between you and him is probably at least ten times greater than mine!"

"Ah?" Murong Wushuang's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief: "You mean, he can defeat ten of you at the same time now?"

"No!" Murong Wannian shook his head without hesitation and said firmly: "To be precise, even if ten of me come together, we are no match for him!"

"This..." Murong Wushuang's jaw almost dropped to the ground. She widened her eyes and stammered, "How is this possible? If it is really as you said, is he still a human being?"

"No!" Murong Wannian said in an unusually decisive tone, "If my guess is correct, with his current level of cultivation, even if an ordinary immortal descended from heaven were to compete with him, the outcome would be unpredictable, and they might not be able to become his opponent!"

"What..." Murong Wushuang opened his mouth so wide that it seemed like an egg could fit in it. He stood there in a daze, unable to utter a single word.

In this short period of time, every word of Murong Wannian was like a heavy hammer, pushing the shock in her heart to a higher level again and again.

By this moment, the shock in her heart had reached its peak and she was completely unable to express it in any words.

"Ah..." After a long silence, Murong Wannian suddenly sighed deeply, looking quite regretful. Then he gently raised his hand, patted Murong Wushuang on the shoulder, and said earnestly:

"Shuang'er, we all missed a golden opportunity last time! If we had not tried to force him to teach us how to devour the sword, but treated him with sincerity, perhaps there would not be no possibility between you and him.

If we can really recruit him as the prince consort of our Wu Nation, then our Great Wu Nation will be able to stand proudly at the top of the three major star regions and become the undisputed overlord of this star region."

"Grandpa, what nonsense are you talking about!" Murong Wushuang pouted her pink lips in dissatisfaction, her face full of reproach: "How can you think of selling your precious granddaughter for the sake of the Wu Kingdom!"

"What do you mean by selling?" Murong Wannian curled his lips in disdain, with a trace of helplessness and disdain on his face: "If it's really for sale, people may not be willing to pay this much money to buy you!"

He paused, a shrewd look flashed in his eyes, and he said confidently: "This is called winning over, this is called a man of insight, this is also a long-term investment, do you understand?"

Murong Wannian paced back and forth as he spoke: "For a man like him, if we don't seize the opportunity in time before he emerges and rises, we will never have another chance when he really rises."

He raised his head slightly, his eyes full of emotion and regret: "This kind of peerless genius, looking at the entire three star regions, even if another ten thousand years, or even a hundred thousand years, I am afraid that there may not be another person as brilliant as him.

We in the Wu Kingdom originally had a great opportunity to make friends with him. If we could have taken advantage of his favorable conditions, we would have been able to soar to the sky."

At this point, Murong Wannian's eyes dimmed, and his tone was full of regret: "In the end, my father and I were short-sighted and only had eyes for the other person's method of swallowing ancient sword intent. We missed this golden opportunity in vain. Now, no matter how much we say, it's useless. Sigh..."

Murong Wannian let out a long sigh at the end, as if he wanted to vent all the depression and regret that had been pent up in his heart at once without reservation. The sound echoed in the air, carrying with it endless regret and loss.

"Grandpa..." Murong Wushuang pouted slightly, her eyes full of doubt and puzzlement, and said coquettishly: "Is he really as exaggerated as you said? If he is really so powerful, then with his identity and status, how could he look at the two sisters of the Lu family differently?

According to common sense, shouldn't a peerless genius like him be high and mighty and arrogant in the eyes of everyone? How could he be attracted to the Lu sisters? "

Murong Wannian heard this and glared at Murong Wushuang: "People usually eat too much delicacies from land and sea, so why not change their taste and eat some coarse grains occasionally? Besides, men always need women to serve them when they go out. The Lu sisters probably just happened to take advantage of this opportunity.

"Okay, okay, don't worry about it anymore, let's go back quickly! The 100,000 armored soldiers are still waiting for you at the entrance of the valley!"

After Murong Wannian finished speaking, he turned around immediately. His figure flashed and he leaped up, flying out like a black lightning.

However, after he flew quite a distance, he subconsciously looked back, only to find that Murong Wushuang was still standing there blankly, as if he was lost in deep thought.

In desperation, he had to use his skills to fly back.

He landed gently beside Murong Wushuang, stretched out his hand, and slowly waved it in front of Murong Wushuang's eyes a few times: "Shuang'er, what are you still in a daze about? We should go now. Didn't you listen to what Grandpa said just now?"

"Grandpa!" Murong Wushuang's expression suddenly became extremely serious, and he said with a firm gaze: "I don't think I am completely without a chance now!"

"Ah?" Murong Wannian was slightly stunned, his eyes full of doubts, and his tone was a little surprised: "What...what do you mean there is no chance at all? You said this so suddenly that Grandpa is a little confused."

"I mean..." Murong Wushuang took a deep breath and said firmly: "Let him become the prince consort of my Wu Kingdom!"