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The atmosphere in the Yantun Family Hall was gloomy.
A beautiful middle-aged woman walked up and down the hall with her hands clasped together, sighing from time to time.
Occasionally he would look up at the blue-haired young man sitting in the VIP seat and the middle-aged man in the main seat, with a look of flattery and helplessness on his face.
"Master Lei, is there no room for negotiation?"
She held onto a last bit of hope and said cautiously, "Although my daughter didn't detect the fighting power yesterday, she may not be able to awaken in the future..."
Before she finished speaking, another beautiful woman sitting in the second seat sneered and said, "Sister, my dear sister, you are getting more and more confused as you grow older!
All fighting spirit masters awakened the power of fighting 200 years ago.
Li Qingran is already 19 years old, she is already an adult!
She hasn't awakened her fighting power yet, and you still think she can awaken it in the future?
Wake up! She can only be an ordinary mortal in this life! I guess Douhun is just an ordinary domestic pig, ridiculous! "
These words made the beautiful woman pacing back and forth look pale.
She is the wife of the Yantun family's patriarch - Yang Fei, and the one who just spoke to her is Li Ji's concubine - Rong Hua.
Because Li Qingran disappeared when she was young and she had not given birth to any children in the past few years, her position as the principal wife was somewhat unstable.
After all, life span is limited, and the position of head of the family must be passed on to the next generation with talent.
She doesn't have it here.
Then it can only be passed on to the concubine's daughter.
Seeing that the eldest son of the Lei Bao family, who was engaged, had reached the age to marry, she had to marry off her daughter, and only the daughters of concubines could marry.
Moreover, Rong Zhihua's daughter inherited the good bloodline of the Yantun family. She awakened the power of fighting at the age of 17. Her fighting spirit is the traditional fighting spirit of the Yantun family - the Flame Pig. If she, the wife, marries off her daughter when the marriage contract is fulfilled, then Rong Zhihua's daughter can marry into the family legitimately.
The Leibao family is much stronger than the Yantun family.
The reason why the marriage is possible is the rules passed down by the heads of the family for generations.
There is no doubt that marrying into the Lei Bao family will naturally elevate one's status and position.
For this matter, she had almost begged the farmer to work day and night for the past few years, just to sow the seeds.
Even if you sow seeds intermittently 24 hours a day, it will be useless.
Besides, Li Ji has a lot of things to do, so he might just join her in making trouble.
Fortunately, yesterday her servants suddenly found her daughter who had been missing for ten years in the woods outside Douhun City.
Yang Fei was delighted and quickly took her daughter to do the test.
The test result alone was a little hard for her to accept - Li Qingran had no fighting power.
In this case, even the Queen of Heaven is needed to test the fighting spirit. If there is no fighting power, then Jiujiu has not awakened their family bloodline fighting spirit - the Flame Pig.
There is a high probability that the pheasant fighting spirit is related to the flame pig, such as wild boar, spotted pig, suckling pig, etc.
What are the uses of those fighting spirits?
No fighting power at all.
"There's nothing to say." The blue-haired young man glanced at Yang Fei calmly, "Mr. Yang, you are familiar with the rules of the two families. I will set this rule.
In order to ensure the purity of the bloodline of the future offspring of our two families and pass on the fighting spirits of our two families, both parties must have bloodline fighting spirits for the marriage. This is the most basic requirement!
You know clearly what I am doing here today.
Now I'm going to make it clear. I'm here today to break off the engagement. It was just a matter of one sentence, and it wasn't even an engagement at all. I just have to make it clear. I, Lei Bo, will not marry someone without talent, even if she's a legitimate daughter. I'll marry a talented concubine's daughter.
I came here in person just to see what my future wife looks like."
Yang Fei's face turned even paler when he heard this.
I was just about to fight for my daughter again.
The next second, a series of footsteps were heard outside the door.
"Master Lei's ideas are mine."
The voice was clear and beautiful, and just listening to it made people's hearts flutter, and it inevitably attracted the attention of everyone in the hall.
Everyone looked back and couldn't help but hold their breath.
I saw a beautiful figure walking into the hall accompanied by two maids.
The person who came was wearing a plain white long dress, with a slim figure and skin as white as snow.
She did not dress up deliberately. Her black hair was loosely tied up with a jade hairpin, and a few strands of black hair hung down at the side of her neck, adding a touch of lazy charm.
Yet, that face was so bright and beautiful that one dared not look directly at it—brows as dark as distant trees, eyes like rippling autumn water, a straight and pointed nose, lips as red as a dot. Her eyes, in particular, were crystal clear, yet carried an innate coldness and aloofness, like the bright moon in the sky, within reach.
She just stood there quietly, yet she took away all the glory in the hall, making everything around her pale in comparison.
The blue-haired young man Lei Bo, who had originally been arrogant, was now staring blankly. The teacup in his hand tilted, and he was completely unaware that the wine had spilled all over his body.
His Adam's apple rolled, his eyes filled with amazement and obsession, and he blurted out subconsciously: "Could this... be the concubine of the Li family, Miss Li Rong?"
Yang Fei, who was sitting in the main seat, had an ugly expression on her face, yet with a hint of complicated pride, she whispered, "Master Lei has misunderstood. This little girl... Li Qingran."
"Li Qingran? That... legitimate daughter?" The infatuation on Lei Bo's face froze for a moment, then was replaced by a deep regret and a hint of barely perceptible greed. He looked Li Qingran up and down, his eyes lingering on her stunning face and slender figure. He touched her lower body and spoke in a condescending tone:
"What a pity... With such beauty, yet she's such an ordinary person." He paused, a lustful glint in his eyes. "Well... I can be flexible. If you're willing, I can give you a chance and take you in as a concubine. This will save some face for your Yantun family. How do you think?"
In his view, this is a great gift.
A useless person without any fighting power, yet she could be associated with a genius from his Lei Bao family. Even if she became his concubine, it was a blessing that she had cultivated for several lifetimes.
Everyone in the hall had different expressions. Yang Fei was so angry that she was shaking all over, while Rong Hua had a sarcastic look on her face, waiting to see the joke.
However, upon hearing this, Li Qingran only raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Lei Bo coldly.
That look was as if he was looking at the humble dust under his feet, with undisguised contempt.
She parted her red lips slightly, and her cold voice echoed clearly throughout the hall like ice beads falling on a jade plate:
"Concubine?"
"You're just worthy?!"
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