Bai Ge didn't feel better after hearing this, instead he felt even more unhappy.

Who is he, and why should he respect Jiang Zhige as an elder? Bai Ge struggled internally, but when he thought of Mo Ziyan's peerless beauty, he resisted the urge to turn hostile.

"Master Jiang, that girl is called Mo Ziyan, right? I took a look at her yesterday. She is indeed well-behaved and sensible, and she is also pretty. Although my Bai Ge is a little playful, she is still good in all aspects. Please don't blame me for offending her before."

Long Zhi clapped his hands and signaled Lan Yan and other strong men in the back to bring the betrothal gifts over.

They opened the jade box containing the betrothal gifts, revealing the natural treasures, spiritual weapons and elixirs filled with spiritual energy.

Jiang Zhige took a look and felt that these betrothal gifts alone were enough to allow Mo Ziyan, who possessed the Heaven-Stealing Saint Body, to cultivate to the Yuanhai Realm.

However, Jiang Zhige did not linger on the betrothal gifts for too long, but instead turned his gaze to Lan Yan and the other powerful men.

Lan Yan is the weakest, only in the middle stage of the Wanxiang Realm. The rest of the strong ones are at least in the late stage of the Wanxiang Realm, and there are even a few strong ones who have entered the Saint Realm.

There is such a big fuss about proposing marriage, one can imagine how powerful the Feather Clan is.

Jiang Zhige was silent for a moment, then slowly asked, "What will you do if I don't agree?"

Long Zhi was stunned when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "Master Jiang, you may have some misunderstandings about my son, but he is a good person by nature, and we..."

"I didn't ask if your son is good or bad, I was asking, what would you do if I didn't agree?"

Jiang Zhige had a blank expression on his face and a cold voice, and an invisible aura spread throughout the Lintian Palace.

Long Zhi was secretly shocked. She knew that Jiang Zhige was no ordinary Transcendent Realm warriors, so she specially brought a few Saint Realm warriors to fill the scene. However, she did not expect that Jiang Zhige still had the confidence to look down on others.

That invisible might made Long Zhi feel that even if she brought several powerful saints with her this time, Jiang Zhige could easily kill them all.

Outside the hall, Mo Ziyan ignored the several strong men from the Bai family who were guarding the gate, and tiptoed to the door to eavesdrop.

No matter how dumb she was, she could tell that this was a marriage proposal team. These people needed to meet the Pavilion Master to propose marriage. Who would the proposed marriage partner be? She leaned outside the door and just heard some noises when she discovered that the Lintian Palace was shrouded in a layer of spiritual power, making it difficult for her to eavesdrop on any sound.

Mo Ziyan's face turned pale, and she could only suppress her panic and curiosity and stand outside the door waiting.

A full quarter of an hour passed before the palace door was opened from the inside.

Mo Ziyan immediately looked up and found that it was Jiang Zhige.

She came close to Jiang Zhige and asked in a low voice: "Master, who are these people?"

"The person who proposed to you is Bai Ge, whom you met at the Fengyun venue."

Jiang Zhige didn't even turn his head and spoke briefly, as if he was talking about something insignificant.

It was an expected answer, but Mo Ziyan still couldn't stop feeling terrified. Jiang Zhige's attitude made her feel like she was falling into an ice cellar.

At this moment, Mo Ziyan was not thinking about Bai Ge's appearance and character, but the scenes of her interactions with Jiang Zhige emerged in her mind.

And the scene a few days ago when Jiang Zhige kicked her out of the room.

When he came to his senses, Jiang Zhige had already walked some distance away.

Mo Ziyan hurriedly chased after him, grabbed the corner of Jiang Zhige's clothes and said in a trembling voice: "Master, Master, Ziyan, can Ziyan not marry?"

There was a tone of crying and humble plea in the voice.

Jiang Zhige paused slightly when he heard that. He just glanced at Mo Ziyan. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

After more than ten years of living together, Mo Ziyan should have been able to endure Jiang Zhige's indifference, but now she was crying to the point of suffocation, with tears as big as beans constantly overflowing from her eyes.

Again, silence again.

Mo Ziyan thought she could bear everything until Jiang Zhige opened his heart to her. However, it was proved that she could only be a disciple forever, a rebellious disciple.

"Girl, you are in love for the first time, and you are sick with love. It is time for you to get married."

"We are not suitable."

Jiang Zhige sighed softly, took away Mo Ziyan's hand that was grabbing the corner of his clothes, and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

“Master!!”

Mo Ziyan's voice was filled with heart-wrenching pain. She stretched out her hand to try to keep Jiang Zhige, but her hand was empty.

"What did I do wrong?!"

"Why? Why do you treat me like this?"

Mo Ziyan collapsed to the ground with a thud, buried her head and let out a heart-wrenching cry.

The words 'nothing happened' have sent her to hell.

Who would have thought that there is another hell under hell, and there is despair within despair.

Although her love was unfulfilled, Mo Ziyan could at least stay by Jiang Zhige's side and watch him as a secret admirer.

Even though he was just a disciple, Mo Ziyan accepted it. After all, she was just being sentimental and had no right to demand a response.

But why did Jiang Zhige deprive her of her last centenary, and push her to someone else with just one word that it was inappropriate?

At this moment, Mo Ziyan hated herself for entering Tianyun Pavilion and hated herself for becoming Jiang Zhige's apprentice.

Apprentice, apprentice, can only be an apprentice forever.

Mo Ziyan's love is as humble as a speck of dust. Could it be that in Jiang Zhige's huge world, even this speck of dust cannot be tolerated? Inside the palace, the atmosphere was heavy, and many powerful men of the Bai family looked at each other in bewilderment.

Long Zhi's eyelids were twitching, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

The crying sounded like the blood dripping from a cuckoo, which made those who heard it sad and those who listened to it shed tears.

She knew her son's behavior was a little bad, but she didn't want to make Mo Ziyan so desperate, right? Long Zhi took a deep breath, turned to look at Bai Ge, and asked seriously: "Little bastard, what did you do in front of her that was against the will of heaven and earth?"

"I, I don't have any?"

Bai Ge was stunned. He didn't know why Mo Ziyan was crying like this.

Although he was a playboy and had done many evil things, Mo Ziyan should not know about it. Besides, he was in good condition and had tried his best to maintain his demeanor when they met before.

Could it be that Mo Ziyan was crying because she liked Jiang Zhige? But even if that was the case, wasn't she crying too much?

Besides, if Mo Ziyan was so sad because she loved him, Jiang Zhige must know it very well. How could he agree to let Mo Ziyan get married?

Listening to Mo Ziyan's crying, it was as if the entire family, young and old, had been killed.

"Anyway, the wedding day will be in seven days. Before that, you should try your best to build a good relationship with her, understand?"

Long Zhi looked serious. Bai Ge was over 200 years old and was still looking for prostitutes. She sincerely hoped to meet a woman who could make Bai Ge settle down.

"Yes, yes."

Bai Ge waved his hand, quite perfunctorily.