"Why not!"

Upon being rejected, Bi Zechen's face darkened, his voice suppressed and angry, "No one in my entire family loves me, so am I not allowed to find someone to love me myself?"

“But you shouldn’t be looking for enemies, and given your status, you shouldn’t be pursuing these useless emotions.”

The old man frowned deeply, his tone cold, stern, and disdainful: "So-called family ties and friendships will only hinder your progress."

"What if I insist on doing it?"

An eerie blue light once again appeared in Bi Zechen's eyes.

"Then I can only report to the head of the family and have you immediately enter the second experiment, young master, to preserve your hard-won opportunity to compete!"

"Are you threatening me?"

Bi Zechen clenched his fist tightly, his eyes filled with a chilling killing intent as he looked at the old man.

A maturity beyond his years, unlike that of a child, once again appeared in him.

"Didn't I say that I hate it when you threaten me?!"

As he spoke, dark red and black lines appeared on his fair face, like a spider web, and continued to spread downwards.

Some of the patterns even had black mist seeping out from the edges, making them incredibly eerie.

"Oh no!"

The old man was completely unprepared and inadvertently inhaled some of the black mist.

In just two or three seconds, the color drained from his wrinkled but still rosy face, turning into a deathly pale gray.

He looked like he was on his deathbed and wouldn't live much longer.

The old man was horrified and quickly pulled a bottle of bright red liquid from his pocket, tilting his head back and gulping it down.

She then stuffed a white pill the size of a sesame seed into her mouth, chewed it a couple of times, and quickly swallowed it. Only then did a little color return to her face.

Jiang Nian'an had already launched a powerful attack the moment the black mist appeared, temporarily repelling the enemy, and then grabbed a small creature in each hand and dodged far away.