"I am certain Mr. Yang doesn't know that Han Qingqiu is a disciple of this seat. The most important thing is that she is the successor to the Xuanwu Sect from this seat. If Mr. Yang can form an alliance with Han Qingqiu, he will become the husband of the next Sect Master. This alone shows my sincerity!"
Upon hearing this, even though Yang Tian knew everything Linglong was saying was just a lie, he still felt a bit embarrassed and rubbed his nose awkwardly.
How should one introduce themselves?
However, let's not dwell on it—Yang Tian has always been straightforward in expressing his feelings. If it is unintentional, it's just an indifferent gesture; if intentional, it's a fury akin to what he feels for Ji Yanran.
Moreover, Yang Tian had already made up his mind, and he wasn't going to change it.
So, he immediately chuckled and said, "Thank you for your kind intention, but I already have a wife."
"You already have a wife?"
Linglong was visibly surprised upon hearing this.
