Is this a forced marriage?

Or an attempt to make Li Feng a son-in-law.

"This?"

Standing at the door, Li Batian had a thoughtful expression, while Tian Wenxin glanced at Li Batian whose eyes were shifting: "You don't think he'd agree, do you?"

Li Batian pondered for a moment, then shook his head slightly.

"Although I've only spent a few days with the Family Head, I know he's not someone who's easily coerced or bends for power, otherwise he wouldn't be at odds with the Zeng Family, reaching this point today."

Despite saying this, Li Batian had to admit that this was a desperate measure.

Though becoming a son-in-law doesn't sound nice, it depends on the situation. Many would gladly agree, if it meant marrying into a prestigious family like the Sikong family.

Tian Wenxin hummed and turned towards the door again: "I think so too, but let's not rule out surprises, he might nod in agreement."

On their journey, Li Feng and Tian Wenxin were planning how to safely leave Ancestor Dragon City, considering Li Feng now finds himself at the center of a storm.

During the battle at Underground Palace City, he killed eight families' Golden Core cultivators and even took down Zeng Family's fourth elder Zeng Jingtian. These families suffered heavy losses and are struggling to recover, but the Zeng Family is unlikely to let it go easily. What's more troubling is someone hiding behind the scenes. After leaving Underground Palace City, they were ambushed by a Golden Core Late Stage loose cultivator, and it's beyond the Zeng Family's ability to command such a high-level master.

No amount of money could do it either.

The Zeng Family is not on that level, unless they offer something irresistible, but having just ceded half their assets, they're in no position to afford hiring a Golden Core Late Stage master.

So there's definitely someone behind the Zeng Family, otherwise, how could they have swallowed the Fang Family without anyone competing?

Although the Fang Family is now fallen, Tian Wenxin couldn't investigate further.

In any case, the Fang Family and Li Feng are in the same boat, inseparable for now, and leaving Ancestor Dragon City this time, the Fang Family poses the biggest challenge because of their large numbers.

So for the journey, the two discussed mostly how to buy time and plan a smooth exit. Should Li Feng agree to become a son-in-law, the Zeng Family, however much they'd want to kill him, would have no choice but to grit their teeth.

After all, in front of the Sikong Family, the Zeng Family is but a mere ant.

Sikong Miao wasn't wrong, if Li Feng marries into the Sikong family, the Zeng Family's annihilation would be a matter of moments.

"You want me to marry into the Sikong family?"

Li Feng looked at Sikong Miao, disguised as a man but still delicate, who had a natural arrogance, always holding her chin at a forty-five-degree angle, her eyes dismissive of everything. Clearly, she didn't have a shred of affection for Li Feng. He was merely someone she needed.

"That's right."

"But don't be too happy, being able to marry into my Sikong family is an honor for you, considering it's a status you might never reach in your lifetime."

Sikong Miao spoke with a sense of entitlement.

Li Feng chuckled: "What if I say no?"

Sikong Miao stared at Li Feng and suddenly sneered: "Do you dare say no?"

"Being noticed by the Sikong family is a blessing you've accrued over eight lifetimes, even your ancestors' graves would emit smoke."

"Moreover, if you dare say no, do you know the consequences? Your Li Family would be destroyed overnight, and you'd be taken by the Sikong family."

"Don't overestimate yourself. If you agree, you would have the title of a son-in-law. If you stubbornly resist, it doesn't matter; the Sikong family wants your bloodline. At that point, they'd break your limbs, destroy your mind, and you'd be nothing but a breeding tool for the Sikong family."

Sikong Miao looked at Li Feng with a cold sneer, intent on making him aware of reality and understand what choice to make.

"Li Feng, think carefully before answering me, for it concerns your future fate."

After speaking, Sikong Miao abruptly turned around.

"I refuse."

Li Feng flatly declined.

Sikong Miao's motion paused as she turned back to Li Feng with a blank expression: "Say that again?"

"I said I refuse."

Li Feng replied.

Sikong Miao looked at Li Feng with a cold gaze: "You dare refuse me? Didn't you hear the consequences I mentioned?"

"Ha, I heard it very clearly."

"Even if I were to marry into your Sikong family, I wouldn't necessarily choose you. I think Sikong Yu is much better, at least better than a cross-dressing tomboy like you."

Upon hearing Li Feng mention Sikong Yu and saying she's better, Sikong Miao's face turned as dark as water. Without Li Feng mentioning, it's fine, but bringing up Sikong Yu, better than her, made Sikong Miao furious. She raised her hand and slapped towards Li Feng.

"You have no eyes, saying I'm inferior to Sikong Yu. Are you blind?"

Li Feng raised his hand, catching Sikong Miao's, knowing her capabilities were not comparable to Sikong Yu's Golden Core, yet enough to deal with someone like her despite her surname Sikong, if it weren't for the name she'd have died a hundred times already.

Li Feng sneered, glancing over Sikong Miao: "With your stature, you might not even get enough food at the Sikong family."

"You... How dare you speak to our lady like that? Our Miss is the direct daughter of the Family Head, her status isn't inferior to Rain Miss."

The maid beside her was infuriated by Li Feng's audacity, never having seen someone so arrogant, daring to be impudent before their lady.

"Li Feng."

Sikong Miao seethed, recklessly raising her hand again, resembling a raging tigress.

Li Feng's gaze made her feel insulted.

Li Feng, seeing this, remained calm, dodging Sikong Miao's slap, stepping to her side, and pulling away her guan jin from her head.

Sikong Miao felt Li Feng's infringement, abruptly turning; as her guan jin was pulled off, her bound long hair cascaded over her shoulders.

Sikong Miao's long hair fell to her waist, turning with almond-shaped angry eyes at Li Feng: "Li Feng, you're being impudent."

Li Feng remained nonchalant.

"Now there's a bit more of a feminine vibe, but still not enough. Perhaps even here you're faking it?"

Li Feng's gaze shifted to Sikong Miao's chest. Sikong Miao felt his stare and a wave of embarrassment and anger surged to her head.

"You're courting death."

Sikong Miao raised her hand, igniting a flame hand, and a blaze appeared on her palm, aiming at Li Feng, who didn't bother evading.

"Such a small flame wouldn't even singe a strand of my hair."

"Are you truly a daughter of the Sikong family?"

Li Feng questioned.

"You're insolent."

Li Feng chuckled: "This isn't insolence at all." Li Feng said, as a fire ignited from the Purple Mansion in his chest.

The flame entwined Sikong Miao's jade hand like a snake, directly slithering into her sleeve.

"You?"

Sikong Miao's face changed in colour, feeling the fire snake rapidly crawl up her arm towards her body.