Ye Qianqian walked lightly to Fang Han, her face showing a mixture of reproach and anxiety.

"Who would want to be the son-in-law of the city lord's mansion? I have absolutely no interest in that."

Fang Han remained calm and spoke in a detached tone.

"I told you, you must become my man!"

Ye Qianqian's tone carried an undeniable air of dominance. She put her hands on her hips and stared firmly at Fang Han, as if declaring her sovereignty to him.

Her face was full of stubbornness, a kind of persistence that wouldn't give up until she achieved her goal.

"That's just wishful thinking on your part."

Fang Han remained calm, his tone completely unwavering.

"I'm standing up for you here today, and I'm sure the whole of Yanming City will soon be filled with the news that I love you. From this day forward, you can only be my man!"

Ye Qianqian was slightly taken aback, then her eyes became even more determined. She took a step forward and stared intently into Fang Han's eyes.

If it were any other woman, being rejected so decisively by a man, she might have long since given up and stopped pursuing him.

But Ye Qianqian is no ordinary person.

From a young age, she was pampered by everyone, and she would do everything she could to get anything she liked.

Although her feelings for Fang Han were not yet deeply ingrained or unwavering at this moment, the more Fang Han rejected her, the stronger her desire to conquer him became. She became more and more determined to win Fang Han over.

"Do you think that by publicly declaring your feelings for me, other women will back down?"

Fang Han's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile, which carried a hint of teasing. "You don't even have the courage to compete with Princess Qingluan, so I advise you to give up as soon as possible."

“Xiao Qingluan…”

Upon hearing this name, Ye Qianqian murmured to herself, her expression instantly becoming somewhat dazed, a hint of disappointment flashing in her eyes.

She subconsciously lowered her head, her steps becoming somewhat heavy, and slowly walked towards the outside of Yanming City.

In Yanming City, almost no woman dared to compete with her for Fang Han, but Princess Xiao Qingluan's status was too special, making her an insurmountable obstacle.

However, her inherent stubbornness and unwillingness to give up made it impossible for her to give up easily.

Ye Qianqian left, leaving only Fang Han, Lin Xunhuan, Bai Touweng, Liu Qingyan, Shang Qiyuan, and a few others in the large hall.

Lin Xunhuan was very good at handling things. He immediately arranged the best private room by the river, served the best tea, and dismissed the four stewards. He then personally served Fang Han.

Fang Han looked down at the mighty Baijiang River flowing eastward, sipping his fragrant tea, and was in a fairly good mood.

After all, from today onwards, the Su family will have no choice but to completely submit to the Fang family.

He publicly divorced Su Qianyu, which was a way of venting his anger.

Although his resolve was firm, ordinary things couldn't affect him at all.

However, the harmony of Daoist mind and body was still beneficial to his breakthrough in cultivation.

"Mr. Fang, this is the income of Lin Yin Pavilion during this period. Please accept it."

Fang Han had just finished a cup of tea when Lin Xunhuan brought him a stack of silver notes.

Fang Han glanced at it; this stack of silver notes was worth at least two hundred thousand taels.

"Mr. Lin, then I won't stand on ceremony."

Fang Han didn't stand on ceremony and accepted the silver note directly.

"Mr. Fang, from now on you will be the boss here."

Lin Xunhuan said.

"Lin Xunhuan, would you be willing to demonstrate your martial arts and swordsmanship before me?"

Fang Han's gaze fell on Lin Xunhuan as he spoke.

He felt that this person was quite insightful and a person who understood the way, so he had the idea of ​​giving him some pointers.

Lin Xunhuan was slightly taken aback, but then he understood Fang Han's intentions and felt a surge of gratitude.

He said respectfully, “Mr. Fang, to be honest, I come from an ordinary background and have no powerful connections. When I was young, I was just trying to help a senior who was injured. I was grateful to the senior for his kindness and for giving me a martial arts manual. After that, I practiced diligently for thirty years before I became a high-level Martial Grandmaster. Then it took me another ten years to break through to the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm.”

Having said that, he had a sudden thought, and a sword gleaming with cold light appeared in his hand.

Lin Xunhuan stood steadily, his wrist flicking as the sword moved with him, and he began to practice swordsmanship.

His every movement was steady and precise; his swordplay appeared ordinary, yet it concealed deadly attacks.

Although he did not fully unleash his true energy, the exquisite nature of his swordsmanship still allowed others to see his profound mastery of the art.

In Yanming City, there are very few known experts who have reached the Foundation Establishment Realm. Apart from Wu Haomiao, the head of the Wu family, Ye Zhong, the city lord, there is Lin Xunhuan.

Fang Han observed secretly and made a judgment in his mind: among the three, Wu Haomiao was the strongest, followed by Lin Xunhuan, and then Ye Zhong.

After all, Ye Zhong's cultivation level was built up by relying on a large amount of resources and pills, and compared with the former two, his foundation was slightly insufficient.

However, in Fang Han's eyes, Lin Xunhuan's swordsmanship, though exquisite, was not without flaws.

He frowned slightly, carefully observing Lin Xunhuan's every sword move, silently noting down the flaws in his mind.

After Lin Xunhuan finished his demonstration, Fang Han said, "Boss Lin, let's exchange a few moves, and I'll point out some flaws in your swordsmanship."

"Please enlighten me, Mr. Fang!"

A hint of excitement flashed in Lin Xunhuan's eyes, and he bowed respectfully.

With a thought, Fang Han instantly conjured the Xuan Tie Sword in his hand.

In an instant, a powerful aura swept over us, causing the surrounding air to tremble.

Lin Xunhuan dared not slacken in the slightest. He knew that Fang Han's strength was far superior to his own, so he immediately launched a full-scale attack.

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