966 Luo Dajiang, Jiang Luoluo (1/2)

A thick, foggy mist coalesced, accompanied by a similarly dense layer of spiritual Qi.

Yun Yang appeared with a smile plastered on his face. ”Both brothers have finally arrived. I've been waiting for you. Please! Come in quickly.”

As he spoke, the other two men felt their palpitating hearts calm down and eventually began to warm up in front of this smiling face.

Wu Menghuan cupped his fist in his palm. ”How dare we trouble Supreme Cloud to welcome us personally? Where are Shi Wuchen and the rest?”

Yun Yang's grin grew wider. ”All of them are in training… They're probably unconscious from it by now. Not to worry, not to worry. Come in first…”

Unconscious from training? Why did that have such a terrifying ring to it?

Was the Residence of Nine Supremes not a newly founded sect? Yun Yang, Supreme Yun, the founder of the Residence of Nine Supremes, only possessed an ordinary cultivation base. What master could the school be housing, to be able to train Shi Wuchen and the others?

It was mind-boggling! Yet the more they thought about it, the more petrifying it seemed to become.

Wu Menghuan and Luo Dajiang entered the gate of the Residence of Nine Supremes, more than a little lost.

Behind them, their families scanned the various buildings within the compound with curious eyes. Both men had brought along all their family members with determination, including Wu Menghuan's parents and his two younger sisters, as well as Luo Dajiang's parents and a red-gowned girl who looked exceptionally defiant.

”Brother Luo, may I ask if this lady is…” Yun Yang was rather puzzled.

”My name is Jiang Luoluo,” said the red-gowned girl with a pout, ”That's Jiang Luoluo with Da taken off Luo Dajiang's name and flipped over.”

Yun Yang coughed. ”O – oh… my apologies.”

Was she explaining her background or her name? It seemed mystifying but also a point worth pondering.

”Luo Dajiang is my fiancé! Our families have agreed that I'm betrothed to him since we were young but now that my parents aren't here anymore, Luo Dajiang is planning to deny this arrangement and abandon me!”

Jiang Luoluo's tears pitter-pattered as they fell onto the ground.

”I can't find anyone to make a ruling for me and I don't know how to punish this heartless man… I can only follow him all the way… I want to see how this heartless man ends up! Hmph!”

Luo Dajiang looked as if he was about to spit blood. ”Luoluo… be reasonable, will you? How did I abandon you? Haven't you taken enough humiliation during the time you're trailing me? You're a disciple of a middle-class Celestial Luck Banner sect – you have a bright future ahead of you. Why make yourself suffer, following someone without a future like me? Would you watch me become others' whetstone daily? Humiliated and played after being used? Are women supposed to find husbands like me? What could their futures possibly be like?”

Jiang Luoluo's eyes flashed with dissent as she said, ”Whatever you say is useless. My father and mother betrothed me to you. I can accept that you wouldn't want me when they were still alive; I could ask them to retract their request. But they aren't even here anymore, where do I go to get them to withdraw the engagement? Can't you bear a bit of responsibility as a man? I'm not asking you to be great and mighty, but can't you keep a promise for once?!”

”So what if you're humiliated? So what if you're used and played and toyed? This is God's test for you. You'll be able to achieve great things in the future! You obviously think that you're going to be impressive in the future and want to leave me first, Luo Dajiang – you think you're more superior than me! You think your good wife is unworthy of you, you're shameless… Sob…”

Luo Dajiang's face was crimson as he struggled helplessly. ”I – I'm not that type of person!”