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“Alright.” Kang Shi, who had maintained silence until now, erupted with irritation. “Father, stop talking. If you want to break off the engagent, so be it. Since you’ve already found another family, how can we continue like this?”
“It’s fine if the marriage is broken off. I don’t care about it,” Kang Shi declared.
“You have quite a backbone. However, with your cultivation, having backbone ans little. You’re already a useless person,” Ziluo expressed dissatisfaction, mocking him bluntly. “If you have the ability, show so backbone on the orthodox path.”
Ziluo’s words not only drew mockery from the True Martial Race mbers but even the Anicca Race couldn’t suppress their laughter.
True.
He spoke as if he had a backbone.
Wasn’t it because he couldn’t plead just now?
Moreover, with such cultivation, having backbone seed unnecessary. It was embarrassing.
After Ziluo finished speaking, the Clan Leader of the True Martial Race looked at Kang Shi disdainfully, unwilling to waste ti conversing with him. He turned around and addressed the First Elder of the Anicca Clan, stating, “We’ve finally rid ourselves of shalessness. Let’s discuss Yan’er and Ziluo’s marriage. The two children are not young anymore. If it’s decided, let’s proceed with the marriage as soon as possible.”
The First Elder, appearing helpless, began discussing the details. Kang Shi, however, understood that the First Elder wasn’t truly helpless. These matters were likely prearranged within the clan, and now they were rely playing out a scripted scenario.
With Kang Shi’s stagnant cultivation, the Patriarch of the True Martial Race likely had no intention of marrying off his daughter anymore. Every year, Kang Shi’s father pleaded for this opportunity in the hope of preserving the reputation of the True Martial Race.
Now that so ti had passed, breaking off the engagent no longer carried the weight of public scrutiny. With a clear conscience, they proceeded to end the engagent.
His father, however, seed overly optimistic.
He believed that a re assurance of future cultivation success could reignite hope.
But that was unrealistic.
The situation was harshly pragmatic.
“Father, since there’s nothing else to be done, let’s go,” Kang Shi said. He wasn’t too despondent because this marriage had lost its significance to him. As long as his cultivation advanced gradually in the future, everything would naturally fall into place.
Being bullied, looked down upon, and mocked were just transient phases.
Kang Shi’s father, Kang Li, appeared to have suddenly lost a lot. He felt utterly hollow.
“Shi’er, you have to be prepared. Many acknowledged your engagent to the True Martial Race in the past and gave you face. Now that it’s gone, the pressure you’ll face will be even greater,” Kang Li cautioned.
Kang Shi nodded. “Father, don’t worry. I’m different from before. Today, I gained so insights into cultivation. I believe that with dedicated cultivation, I can gradually elevate my cultivation level.”
“Since Ziluo’s heart isn’t with , let it go. Better opportunities will co in the future,” Kang Shi reassured.
Kang Li sighed.
While it made sense, the situation had persisted for many years. Even he, as a father, harbored uncertainty. Kang Shi’s cultivation might genuinely remain at this level indefinitely.
“That woman is truly malicious!”
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