Inside the Wang Family Martial Arts Hall.
Wang Tianquan looked at Butler Xu and asked, "Is everything ready?"
Butler Xu held a list in his hand, which had been carefully selected and reduced from a hundred names to only about ten.
This includes Zhao Jing, the young sect leader of the Crimson Spirit Sect.
After confirming the list was correct, Steward Xu handed it to Wang Tianquan, saying, "This is a list of names of me and the elders..."
He paused for a moment, his gaze falling on Wang Qing'er not far away, before continuing, "...and Miss Qing'er, it was decided after discussing it together."
"Qing'er agreed?" Wang Tianquan was taken aback. He picked up the list and saw Zhao Jing's name still on it. His brows furrowed immediately. "Doesn't Qing'er dislike him? Why is he still on the list?"
Qing'er agreed, which means that this list is actually still for selecting a son-in-law.
Ultimately, marriage is the only reliable option, and he knew this in his heart. The reason he said those things before was simply to deceive himself.
Butler Xu seemed to know what Wang Tianquan was thinking and said, "Miss Qing'er said that only the Crimson Spirit Sect can save the Wang Family Martial Arts School from its current predicament."
There's one more thing I haven't said.
That means that among these people, the Crimson Spirit Sect is the most powerful force.
In fact, it's not just the Crimson Spirit Sect; even top-tier forces like the Sword God Hall and the Four Seas Pavilion could instantly resolve the current crisis at the Wang Family Martial Arts School. However, they don't have access to people at that level.
It is no exaggeration to say that top-tier forces like the Sword God Hall and the Four Seas Pavilion could easily wipe out the Wang Family Martial Arts School by sending just one of their elders.
Wang Tianquan sighed deeply, feeling utterly powerless. However, after reading the list, he was puzzled. He flipped it over and found the back blank, without a single word.
He asked in confusion, "Old Xu, didn't Xi Tianqiu come when we registered? Why isn't his name on the list?"
Butler Xu kept his head down and didn't say anything.
"I deleted it."
At this moment, Wang Qing'er walked over.
Wang Tianquan looked at Wang Qing'er and said worriedly, "Qing'er, don't you like him? Why are you still..."
“That’s all in the past. Besides, he’s already a monk, so it’s not appropriate for him to get involved in worldly affairs,” Wang Qing’er said calmly.
Wang Tianquan sighed.
"Then let me ask you, do you like Zhao Jing?"
Wang Qing'er looked at Wang Tianquan, her eyes calm. "Does it matter?"
Wang Tianquan's heart tightened suddenly. After a long while, he stammered, "Father is sorry."
Wang Qing'er smiled gently and hugged Wang Tianquan softly. "You are my father. How can you apologize to me? If anyone should apologize, it should be your daughter who apologizes to you."
Once the list was finalized, Steward Xu ordered his men to notify the respective individuals.
Inside the Crimson Spirit Sect, Zhao Jing sat in the courtyard, somewhat uneasy. He would get up and pace back and forth, then drink tea while staring into the distance, unable to contain himself and determined to do something.
"Why haven't they come yet? Could it be that I was rejected? That's impossible. My Crimson Spirit Sect is far stronger than the Wang Family Martial Arts School. They have no reason not to choose me."
Just then, a man dressed in plain clothes ran in from outside.
"Young Master, Young Master, we have received a message from over there," the man in plain clothes said, panting heavily.
Running all the way up was undoubtedly a huge workload for him. He knew the importance of this notification to the young master, so he dared not be careless in the slightest.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Even though it was an expected result, Zhao Jing still couldn't help but burst into laughter after receiving a positive answer. He then looked at Zhao San'an and said, "Anzi, you did a good job. You deserve a reward."
"Thank you for the reward, young master," Zhao San'an said happily, wiping away his sweat.
"Qing'er...you are finally going to be mine."
Zhao Jing grinned, his eyes revealing a determination to win.
After receiving the notice, he took Zhao San'an out.
About half an hour later, they finally arrived at the Wang Family Martial Arts School. The stands on both sides of the school were already packed with people, many of whom were casting their eager gazes toward the Rebirth Blade in the center of the school, which was protected by a shield.
Several people were standing on the training platform.
They all had solemn expressions.
These people were previously a group of martial arts school staff led by Wang Tianquan.
"The young sect leader has arrived."
When Steward Xu saw Zhao Jing outside the guild hall, he nodded in acknowledgment.
Zhao Jing nodded slightly, then looked at Steward Xu with a smile and asked, "Uncle Xu, has Xi Tianqiu arrived?"
Butler Xu said, "No."
"Were you notified but didn't come, or were you not notified at all?" Zhao Jing pressed.
Butler Xu replied, "There was no notification."
Zhao Jing's eyes immediately lit up.
He immediately felt he had been taken advantage of. After all, he had gone to great lengths to ask Elder Chisongzi for help, all to stop Xi Tianqiu.
After all, if Xi Tianqiu were to come, given his background at Qinglong Temple and Wang Qing'er's affections, he would have no hope whatsoever.
Well, consider it a double insurance.
With that thought in mind, he strode inside.
Seeing that everyone had arrived, Wang Tianquan was about to speak when someone in the crowd burst into laughter, saying, "Master, where is Miss Qing'er? We all came here for Miss Qing'er!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Jing's expression immediately turned cold. Following the source of the voice, he saw a person in the audience who was speaking. He turned to Zhao San'an beside him and said, "You know what to do, right?"
Zhao San'an nodded, a bloodthirsty glint flashing in his eyes. "Understood. I'll go teach him a lesson right now. That disrespectful brat dares to covet even the young mistress. He's got a death wish."
Wang Tianquan smiled with satisfaction upon seeing Zhao Jing's subtle actions.
Not bad, quite ruthless.
He looked at the people standing on the training platform and said, "Let's begin."
The training platform immediately became hot and humid.
One after another, protective barriers rose out of thin air, preventing the battle on the training platform from affecting the outside.
Inside the attic, Wang Qing'er and Ye Mujiu stood side by side.
"Brother Mu didn't come?" Wang Qing'er asked.
Ye Mujiu smiled and said, "I'll give you a surprise later."
"What surprise?" Wang Qing'er looked at Ye Mujiu, seemingly not understanding the meaning of her words.
Ye Mujiu had a mysterious and unpredictable expression on her face.
However, when she looked out the window, she was also somewhat uncertain. After all, she understood Xi Tianqiu's personality to some extent, and she dared not give a definite answer at this moment. Otherwise, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
Hopefully, this guy will be able to step up when it matters.
The martial arts competition on the training platform was in full swing. After about an hour, the results were in, and Zhao Jing, the young sect master of the Crimson Spirit Sect, stood at the end.
Those who could defeat him dared not truly kill him, lest they incur the wrath of the Crimson Spirit Sect, for everyone in the Great Wilderness City knew that Zhao Jing loved Wang Qing'er.
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