The fifth round of the second stage of the promotion match kicked off under the spotlight.

  The sky is filled with martial arts arenas, and the crowd is like a sea of people, with cheers and applause rising and falling in waves.

  In a corner of the martial arts arena, the simple gambling den was packed with people.

  "Place your bets! Who will take the lead?"

  "The second round of promotion match, winning and losing will be decided soon!"

  "I'm on top of Miss Guan!"

  "I'll crush Xiaoxue, she's a level 3 mystic, I'm sure to win!"

  The casino was in an uproar, while the main stage of the martial arts arena was packed with people.

  The elders of various big families and core members of the host family all arrived on the scene.

  Seated in the middle was the Emperor of Wan Luan Country, Nan Gong Wu Qi. Beside him were placed several plain chairs, each occupied by an elder from a different academy.

  Next are the two imperial princes, Nangong Chen and Nangong Lie. Further down are the heads of the four major families and the Dukes of the Guardian and General's Manor.

  Behind them, the elderly and core members of each family sat in their own seats, occasionally glancing at the audience below and whispering to each other from time to time.

  Feng Qingyan sat beside Feng Cang, slightly lowering her head and leaning in to listen as her father whispered something in her ear.

  A burst of footsteps came, followed by a burst of exclamation from the disciples under the main stage.

  Feng Cong raised his head and looked over, his face changing slightly. He saw that Tong Dao was coming this way with a dozen or so people, led by Upper Official Huo.

  At the forefront of these people, a man and a woman walked side by side. The woman wore a light red satin skirt, with a golden hairpin on her head, her face was elegant and refined, exuding an air of nobility. The man wore a blue-based white flowered satin robe, his eyebrows were handsome and his slightly raised long eyes revealed a hint of subtlety. Both of these people appeared to be in their thirties, with an air of nobility, like the dragon and phoenix among humans.

  "It's Shangguan Long and Wu Qian!" Someone exclaimed, Feng Cang's eyes flashed with worry as he looked at his youngest son.

  The sunlight was a bit dazzling, Feng Qingyan's eyes narrowed slowly. Her gentle gaze swept over Shangguan Long and Wu Qian in a circle, then withdrew her line of sight.

  "Qingyan......" Feng Cang opened his mouth and looked worried.

  Feng Qingyan looked at her old father, momentarily stunned, and then a smile appeared on her clear face. "Father, don't worry, it's just an old matter from the past, I've long forgotten about it."

  He really forgot.

  In their youth, they were infatuated with each other. At that time, Feng Qingyan truly liked Wu Qian. However, the two grew up in different environments. Wu Qian couldn't understand why Feng Qingyan valued family so much, and Feng Qingyan couldn't agree with some of Wu Qian's views on life.

  Later, the two quarreled more and more frequently. After Feng Qingxiao disappeared, it reached a climax.

  However, Feng Qingyan had never wanted to be apart from Wu Qian. Even during the most difficult times for the Feng family, he still wanted to marry Wu Qian with great fanfare.

  But what he wants to give may not be what the other person wants.

  After Wu Jia's cancellation of the engagement, he was indeed down for a while. He had thought about whether it was Wu Qian's own will or Wu Jia's coercion. But after struggling with it, he let go.

  If Wu Qian really didn't want to, why wouldn't she tell him? They were still pouring their hearts out to each other on the eve of the wedding.

  Forget it, everyone has their own aspirations, and cannot be forced.

  Everyone is safe and sound now, past events will eventually become a distant memory.

  In Feng Qingyan's eyes, a warm and gentle light flowed slowly. Feng Cang gazed at him carefully for a moment before putting his mind at ease.

  Wu Qian walked up to the main stage with Shangguan Huo and Shangguan Long. As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw Feng Qingyan in the crowd.

  His footsteps paused, his face paled slightly...

  Digression

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