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“Moreover, Kang Shi’s reputation as a genius in the past may have influenced my decision,” Ziluo admitted shyly. However, after careful consideration, she found compelling reasons to revive the engagement.

Firstly, the union with Kang Shi promised significant benefits for both the Anicca Race and the True Martial Race in the future. Additionally, her abundant collection of pills further sweetened the deal. Furthermore, Kang Shi’s current appeal was not lost on her.

After thoughtful deliberation with her father, Ziluo decided that everything could be reset and done openly. With determination, she expressed, “As long as you’re willing, Father will handle matters with First Elder and Kang Yan,” confident that her decisive move would eliminate any remaining obstacles.

However, Gu Chaoyan’s reaction was unexpected, and Ziluo found herself puzzled. “I choose the third option,” Gu Chaoyan declared bluntly.

Perplexed, Ziluo inquired, “What’s the third one?”

“It has nothing to do with you,” Gu Chaoyan replied dismissively, not even bothering to look at her. Addressing someone named Gao Zhuo, she ordered, “See the guest out. Don’t allow anyone else in. We wouldn’t want outsiders thinking this place is a gathering for undesirables.”

Ziluo’s eyes widened in disbelief. What did this mean?

Send the guest off?

Everyone?

What was Kang Shi implying?

“Don’t you understand? I told you to leave. I’ve never seen such a thick-skinned woman,” Gu Chaoyan emphasized, clearly frustrated with the situation, “You are already married. I don’t even want you. How can you expect Kang Shi to want you?” Gao Zhuo complained as he chased her away. His face was filled with disdain.

Ziluo immediately jumped at Tu Lei.

What did that mean?

How dare they!

“Kang Shi, consider your actions carefully. Offending me will result in aiding Kang Yan. You must grasp the consequences,” Ziluo shouted, issuing a veiled threat.

However, Gu Chaoyan remained unfazed, sipping tea as if the situation had nothing to do with him—a sentiment he reinforced with his silence.

Despite Ziluo’s loud and dramatic outbursts, Gao Zhuo, unyielding, prevented her departure. He stirred up commotion, spreading the news of Ziluo’s intentions.

Shocked, Ziluo attempted to dissuade him, but Gao Zhuo paid no heed. Powerless without Kang Shi’s presence, she left in frustration.

In her absence, someone audaciously inquired, “Is it true?”

“How could it not be?” Gao Zhuo responded with disdain.

The gathered onlookers whispered among themselves, finding amusement in the unfolding events.

What about these people?

Many had experienced some form of mistreatment from Kang Yan, making them relish his impending misery. The more wretched his situation, the greater their satisfaction.

Word of this incident quickly circulated.

No need for the First Elder to intervene—Ziluo’s associates were already informed. Upon receiving the report, the First Elder’s stern countenance prompted him to summon Kang Yan.

“That woman is utterly shameless,” the First Elder seethed, instructing, “In the future, disregard her and the True Martial Race. Our plan continues. We must take the risk.”

“…”

“That wretch!” Kang Yan cursed.