Chapter 620: Ill Ask For Your Hand Tomorrow

Tianlan turned seventeen years old in a blink of an eye. Feng Qingling had yet to choose anyone, and neither did he look out for any suitable boys. He was lacking as an uncle.

With Feng Tianlans marriage in mind, Feng Qingling hurriedly listed all the decent boys in Nanan City. Fortunately, as the dean of Qingyan Academy, he had the privilege to know better.

The new prince is good. Handsome, talented, and has good character, but Feng Qingling thought of Si Rong and shook his head quickly while saying, Those in the royal family are most ruthless, so its better not to choose a royal person.

Uncle

Theres a student in the academy. A young genius who started two years ago too young, too impulsive, not suitable for you.

Uncle

Feng Qingling did not seem to have heard her calling him. He continued with his thoughts and said, I heard of a new master in Feishuang Pavilion. He seems fine, but hes not as famous as you, so thats not suitable.

Feng Tianlan tried to interrupt him several times but failed. He seemed to be immersed in his own world, which made her very helpless but also warmed her heart.

She thought to herself, If Mo Bai knew about this, he might punch someone.

Feng Qingling toggled between a few candidates but there was no one suitable. He said, Theyre all good men, but none really worthy of you.

Uncle. Tianlan said seriously, I already have a candidate, and hell be coming tomorrow to propose a marriage.

You chose someone? Feng Qing looked up in surprise.

Feng Tianlan nodded and replied, Yes.

Hes coming to propose a marriage tomorrow?

Feng Tianlan still nodding, So, Ill have to trouble uncle.

Feng Qingling acknowledged and stayed silent for a while, before raising his head to ask, Wheres he from? Hows his character? How does he look? Is he talented? Whats his family background? Howre his parents? Siblings? Hows the family culture?

Listening to Feng Qinglings endless questioning, Feng Tianlan couldnt help but interrupt saying, Uncle, hes the Wargod Si Mobai.

His parents have to be good, cant be Feng Qingling registered her words before he could reach the end of his sentence. He was stunned for a moment before asking, Who are you talking about?

Did he hear it right?

Feng Tianlan said seriously, Wargod Si Mobai!

Like the Demon King? That god? The victorious Wargod?

Feng Tianlan nodded and gave a soft and quiet acknowledgement.

The misogynistic warlord?

Yes. Feng Tianlan couldnt help but smile slightly. She felt that the worlds impression of Si Mobai was that he was misogynistic and didnt like women.

Feng Qingling raised his hand and said, Let me digest this for a while and think about it.

The Wargod had always been a famous and frightening image in the Guiyuan Continent. What mattered more was that he was misogynistic and did not like women. Feng Qingling felt that something was wrong with that.

Feng Qingling was struggling. He felt that Si Mobai was acceptable in all aspects except for his misogyny.

He always has on a stone cold look on his face, just like an iceberg. How can you bear with such indifference? This was also a bad thing.

Feng Tianlan thought for a moment and replied, Hes okay. She did not seem to have seen how cold Mo Bai was. He seemed to have always been gentle with her.

The Wargod is pretty good, but Im afraid that you wont be able to entirely subdue him, and might hurt yourself later on. Feng Qingling thought for a while and looked at Feng Tianlan, Should we change to someone else?

As soon as the words left his mouth, the air became steely cold as a voice called out, Uncle, who would you like to replace me with?