The city lord of Moyuan's expression suddenly darkened, and the originally peaceful atmosphere was instantly enveloped by an invisible pressure.

Xiao Feng felt an immense pressure bearing down on him; the strength of this City Lord Mo Yuan was probably beyond his imagination!

“Young Master Xiao,” the city lord spoke, a chill flashing in his eyes, “My mind is made up. You must marry my daughter. She is seriously ill and doesn’t have much time left. You are her only hope.”

As a modern person who transmigrated to this world, he instinctively felt disgusted by this forced marriage.

But for the sake of the clues on the shores of the East China Sea, he could only suppress his anger and said with clasped hands, "Lord City Lord, this is too sudden in terms of both reason and emotion. I really cannot comply."

The city lord remained unmoved, his gaze fixed on Xiao Feng, his imposing aura like a mountain.

“Young Master Xiao, do you know that since my daughter’s lover passed away, she has been like a walking corpse? You and the deceased share some similarities in appearance and temperament. I hope you can be her salvation and rekindle her hope for life.”

Xiao Feng subconsciously looked at Zhao Yuwei beside him. He felt a mix of emotions, unwilling to betray Zhao Yuwei's feelings but also troubled by the city lord's request.

To make him marry the city lord's daughter...

Although Zhao Yuwei felt a pang of sadness, she understood their purpose in coming to Moyuan City. So she nodded gently and said softly, "Xiao Lang, I believe you, and I will do whatever you say."

Xiao Feng felt that Zhao Yuwei had reasoned with him about the greater good, but he was also increasingly troubled by the complicated situation.

He was caught in a dilemma.

If she agrees to the city lord's request, she will have to let Zhao Yuwei down.

If we refuse the city lord, we will lose the clues to explore the shores of the East Sea.

At that moment, he truly understood what it meant to be "caught between a rock and a hard place".

Xiao Feng frowned, his heart filled with inner turmoil.

He slowly said, "Lord of the City, this matter is of great importance. Not to mention that I already have someone I like, it would be inappropriate to make such a hasty decision."

Upon hearing this, the City Lord of Moyuan's face immediately darkened.

He paced slowly with his hands behind his back, his tone growing increasingly forceful: "Young Master Xiao, if you wish to explore the entrance to the East Sea, this is the only way. The entrance to the East Sea is hidden there. If you do not agree, do not blame my Mo Yuan City for closing its doors to you. Then, you will never find that mysterious place again."

Xiao Feng felt a chill run down his spine, knowing full well that the city lord's words were true.

The clues on the shores of the East China Sea were like a ray of hope for him; if he missed them, he might never be able to return to the real world.

But how can one so easily agree to a marriage?

He was filled with inner turmoil, and his fists clenched unconsciously.

Damn it! That wretched old man!

"Lord, marriage is a major life event. Please allow me to consider it further."

Xiao Feng tried to stall for time, hoping to find a way to satisfy both sides.

His gaze unconsciously drifted towards Zhao Yuwei, his heart filled with guilt.

"Consider?" The city lord suddenly stopped, his gaze sharp as a knife, piercing Xiao Feng's heart.

“Young Master Xiao, my daughter doesn’t have much time left. Every moment of delay means more suffering for her. If you truly have a chivalrous heart, you should understand how important this decision is.”

The city lord's voice carried an undeniable authority: "You must give me an answer today!"

Xiao Feng gritted his teeth, his gaze shifting between the expectant city lord and the silently weeping Zhao Yuwei.

never mind!

I think Yuwei will understand my delaying tactic.

Finally, Xiao Feng gave Zhao Yuwei a deep look, his eyes full of apology.

He turned to the city lord and slowly uttered a single word: "Good."

Seeing that Xiao Feng agreed, a hint of satisfaction finally appeared on the tense face of the City Lord of Moyuan. He nodded slightly and said, "Young Master Xiao, then I will trouble you to stay and take care of Feng'er."

After saying that, he turned around and hurriedly left the room.

But just as he turned around, Xiao Feng suddenly noticed that the skin on the city lord's neck seemed very strange.

Logically speaking, a person with a beard, no matter how handsome, must be quite old, but the city lord's neck was very fair.

What happened?

However, what troubled Xiao Feng even more was the current situation. He turned his gaze to Feng'er, the city lord's daughter, who was lying on the sickbed.

At this moment, Feng'er's face was as pale as paper, devoid of any color, and she appeared extremely weak.

Suddenly, Feng'er's body trembled violently. Xiao Feng was startled and keenly sensed that her soul was about to shatter.

Without a second thought, he immediately sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, his hands quickly forming hand seals, his immortal power surging around him, transforming into a soft golden light that slowly enveloped Feng'er.

Nourished by the immortal power, Feng'er's soul, which was on the verge of collapse, gradually stabilized.

A moment later, Feng'er slowly opened her eyes, and when she saw Xiao Feng by the bedside, tears instantly welled up in her eyes.

"Yu Lang," Feng'er choked back tears, her face filled with joy, "you're finally back."

Xiao Feng opened his mouth, wanting to deny that he was not the Yu Lang she was talking about, but looking into Feng'er's eyes, which were full of affection and expectation, he swallowed his words back.

He simply couldn't bear to shatter the illusions of this fragile woman before him.

Feng looked at Xiao Feng, a barely perceptible glint flashing in her pupils.

“Yu Lang, let’s go. I’ll take you to kill my father. He cruelly tore us apart back then, and now he’s trying to control my life in this way. I can’t let him succeed again.”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng's eyes widened in shock, his face filled with disbelief.

He never imagined that while the city lord was determined to marry him to his daughter, his daughter was determined to kill her father.

This complex relationship left him somewhat at a loss for what to do.

He looked at Feng'er, trying to find a trace of a joke in her expression, but Feng'er's eyes were firm, and it didn't seem like she was joking at all!

He understood that what she said was true.

"this……"

Xiao Feng hesitated, unsure how to respond.

Feng'er looked at Xiao Feng, and her expression suddenly became melancholy.

"Yu Lang, don't you remember me?"

Xiao Feng smiled bitterly to himself, thinking, "I just look like the person you like, but I'm not that person at all. How come this time-traveling life is getting more and more surreal?"

He suppressed his inner helplessness, but remained outwardly calm.

Tears welled up in Feng'er's eyes, and her voice trembled with emotion: "Yu Lang, have you forgotten? My father wanted to kill you back then because you practiced evil ways. You said that you wouldn't survive if you didn't kill my father."

As she spoke, her slender fingers gripped the hem of her dress tightly.

"So for you, I'm willing to kill my father with you. Let's go kill my father!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng suddenly understood.

He finally understood why Mo Yuancheng wanted him to play the role of Feng'er's lover.

It seems that he made this arrangement because he felt guilty after killing his daughter's beloved back then.

He secretly speculated.

"This Lord Moyuan City may seem cold and ruthless on the surface, but I didn't expect him to have a soft heart."