Old Man Xuanyuan let out a long sigh and looked helplessly at the pure and elegant Dongfang Yanran who was standing there:
"Little girl Yanran, why are you doing this?"
"Although Lu Fan performed brilliantly in this competition, he has indeed been married for three years."
"I think that compared to Lu Fan, the newly born young master of the Yao family is also very good."
"And the Yao family, tracing back to their roots, can still have friendship with your Dongfang family."
"The most important thing is that we have discussed privately that he is the young master with the greatest potential in this Dragon Ranking Competition."
"If you focus on training, your future future will not even be inferior to that of Nangong Wuxiu."
"If you like, I can..."
Before Old Xuanyuan could finish speaking, Dongfang Yanran turned around and bowed to him: "Thank you, Grandpa Xuanyuan, for your kindness. Yanran doesn't want to see anyone else for the time being. Sorry for disturbing you, Yanran will leave."
"This Yan Ran, how dare you be so rude to President Xuanyuan, I will take care of you if you don't go back!"
Dongfang Che seemed to be scolding him, but anyone with a discerning eye could see how relieved he was at this moment. Lu Fan rejected the Dongfang family's marriage. Although it refuted his face, compared to his daughter's life-long event, this little face was nothing.
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"In that case, I won't bother you two anymore."
Cao Kun stood up slowly at this time. He didn't speak during the whole process. He only stood up now and said, "There will be a quarter-final match tomorrow. Then, we will be in the ring to see the real results."
"Farewell!"
Seeing Cao Kun leave directly, Dongfang Che also nodded and left the meeting hall.
When only old man Xuanyuan was left in the hall, a dark figure slowly walked out from behind the screen behind him.
This man's whole body was covered by a black robe, and his true appearance could not be seen clearly. However, the cold aura emitting from his whole body caused the temperature of the entire meeting hall to drop a lot.
"how?"
The smile on Old Xuanyuan's face faded, and was replaced by a look of indifference and aloofness: "See if there are any traces of the cultivation fruit "Martial Arts" in his body?"
"not at all."
The shadow shook his head: "The "Martial Arts" is a sacred science of body tempering. The first level for any practitioner must be to open up the twelve major meridians in the body, temper the meridians with true energy, and then be swallowed up and consumed by the meridians before it can be completed.