How could someone who is so devoted to him and considerate of him not develop an obsession in his heart?

Fortunately, the monk arrived.

If there can be a perfect ending, perhaps even the grudges can be let go.

Xiang Wan was right; the only thing in this world that can make hatred go away is love.

“Amitabha Buddha, monks do not lie. What I say, I will keep.”

Xiang Wan's kind and gentle face became, in Luo Shuiyuntian's eyes, the perfect tool for deceiving people.

Thanks to this face, whatever the monk said seemed to be true.

Shui Yuntian mentally complained, but he had to admit that Xiang Wan's words made some sense.

"The Kingdom of Nanyue has always respected monks. If you all shave your heads and become monks, you will naturally be exempt from the scope of the extermination. Moreover, no one has come to redeem the girl who was abducted by Benefactor Black Tiger. I'm afraid this is the bait set by the court. Someone willing to be bait will naturally know how to deal with your difficulties. If you really get married today and the monks don't come, I'm afraid you would already be serving Buddha by now."

Oh no, I forgot about that woman again.

After Xiang Wan reminded them, they went to look for the person again. Only a red veil was left on the training ground, along with two drugged bandits. Not a hair was left behind.

Black Tiger's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He thought he had snatched a beautiful woman, but she turned out to be a hot potato. He hurriedly ordered his men to go and find her.

Xiang Wan stared intently at Yan Zhen, her teasing gaze making it hard for Yan Zhen to maintain his facade.

The embarrassment of having your meticulously planned scheme seen through by an outsider is like being naked and dancing – indescribable.