Editor: Henyee Trantions


    “Alright.” Kang Shi, who had maintained silence until now, erupted with irritation. “Father, stop talking. If you want to break off the engagement, 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 dered.


    “You have quite a backbone. However, with your cultivation, having backbone means little. You’re already a useless person,” Ziluo expressed dissatisfaction, mocking him bluntly. “If you have the ability, show some backbone on the orthodox path.”


    Ziluo’s words not only drew mockery from the True Martial Race members but even the Ana Race couldn’t suppress theirughter.


    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 seemed unnecessary. It was embarrassing.


    After Ziluo finished speaking, the n Leader of the True Martial Race looked at Kang Shi disdainfully, unwilling to waste time conversing with him. He turned around and addressed the First Elder of the Ana n, stating, “We’ve finally rid ourselves of shamelessness. 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 n, and now they were merely ying out a scripted scenario.<div>


    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 some time had passed, breaking off the engagement no longer carried the weight of public scrutiny. With a clear conscience, they proceeded to end the engagement.


    His father, however, seemed overly optimistic.


    He believed that a mere assurance of future cultivation sess 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 ce.


    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 engagement 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 some insights into cultivation. I believe that with dedicated cultivation, I can gradually elevate my cultivation level.”


    “Since Ziluo’s heart isn’t with me, let it go. Better opportunities wille 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!”