: : Xu Lao’s Little Trouble (5)


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    This is a simple choice: Love someone or die.


    Even if that someone is hideous, most people would hold their noses and choose the former just to save their lives.


    But, what if the person you are to love can fulfill all your fantasies?


    He is a noble from a respected family, an unparalleled swordsman, a handsome and suave young man, and yet he’s incredibly romantic.


    Put simply, even if you remove all thetter qualifications, the mere identity of a nobleman from the Xu n would be fatal attraction for thesedies from


    Xiling.


    The daughters of noble families understand all too well the consolidation of ss and the insurmountability of it. For them, there are only two ways to change their social ss in their lifetime: marry a man who has the power to change it, or give birth to a child who can.


    The sad reality for these non-martial nobledies is that they don’t even have the right to choose their own marriage partners.


    Tang Luo had already confirmed that this forced marriage was arranged by the four families, but he believed even more that when this n was subtly proposed by the schemers, thesedies must have epted it willingly, given the winning offer presented by the Xu Patriarch. Therger the family, the more they value marrying equally. This is a kind of self-examination and a match for the other party’s conditions.


    “I believe their love is genuine,” Tang Luo said with a lightugh. “It’s just, given simr circumstances, any son of the Xu n would have caused them to feel this love.”


    In fact, talking about love with a nobledy is somewhat an insult to love itself. Thesedies must indeed like the Xu Patriarch very much, but it’s not love.


    Becuase liking is just a choice, always leaving room for change; whereas love, is a sense of destiny that no one else will do.


    Just like if the Xu Patriarch wasn’t a noble son of the Xu n, even if he was still the Xu Patriarch, thesedies wouldn’t like him as much.


    Under Tang Luo’s clear narration, the Xu Patriarch finally came to realization,


    “I understand.”


    Pan Xichang, who had been keenly attentive since childhood, heard their conversation clearly, even though Tang Luo and the Xu Patriarch had been speaking softly.


    Although she was shocked at the uracy of Tang Luo’s spection about their thoughts, she was somewhat resentful when she saw the Xu Lord, who was initially wavering, be convinced within a few words. A sense of grievance enveloped her.


    “Tang Tianjiao.” With a heartrending face, Pan Xichang, her teary eyes welling up, whimpered, “Lady Tang promised her life to the Sect Head of Tang n in Yuanzhou before following him back to Xiling. Knowing my lowly birth, I don’t seek a legal status, but just want to follow the Xu Lord. Is that wrong?


    She had seen that Xu Patriarch himself was modest and polite. He even took all the me for this arranged marriage, iming that he had his unspeakable difficulties. But Tang Luo, who had nothing to do with this matter, casually exposed the scheme of the four families and dismissed their affection.


    But who in Xiling didn’t know that Tang Tianjiao’s mother eloped to Xiling with the Sect Head of Tang? Although this was a love story in the eyes of the people, it was a ridiculous thing in the eyes of these nobledies. Now mentioning it, is to tell Tang Luo that, since your mother could follow Tang Sen to Xiling abandoning the Xu n in Yuanzhou, why can’t we abandon our families to follow the Xu Lord?


    The Xu Patriarch was originally thinking about how to refuse thesedies. But hearing Pan Xichang’s words, he felt an omen of disaster, because he could feel the raging fury igniting beside him. He quickly grabbed Tang Luo’s arm and tried to calm him, “Cousin, don’t lose your temper. They are all pitiful. For my sake, let’s forget about this time.”


    Tang Luo coldly turned his head and said, “Either you marry them, then I’ll give you face, otherwise you let go!”


    He considered this stuff petty and did not wish to involve himself. If it weren’t for the Xu Patriarch’s reluctance to see thesedies die at his doorstep, Tang Luo would have already let Chang Le chase away the bridal procession.


    As for his reputation and future marriage issues, he didn’t care at all. Among thedies of Xiling, no matter how beautiful they were, none of them could be his future wife. As such, without needing to marry, he naturally didn’t care about the negative influence of chasing away the four bridal processions. However, when Pan Xichangpared herself with Xu Shuhui, it ignited Tang Luo’s anger. A girl who does not value herself has no right topare herself with his mother.


    Seeing Tang Luo’s stern expression, the Xu Patriarch reluctantly let go of his hand, “Don’t be too much…” After cohabitating for half a year, he more than anyone knew the importance of family in Tang Luo’s heart, and had to let go with a warning.


    Pan Xichang also realized that she said the wrong thing. With her teary eyes, she looked at the Xu Patriarch for help with a pained expression.


    Tang Luo shook off the Xu Patriarch’s hand holding his sleeve, faced the sky at a forty-five-degree angle and loudly proimed, “Thedies’ infatuation ismendable, and your deep sentiments are touching. However, fate is capricious and time is warped. You and the Xu Lord are fated to be without destiny in this life.”


    His enhanced spiritual power made his voice resonant. Coupled with spiritual shock, his words, like the voice of a deity, echoed through much of Xiling. Those gathered before the Tang Mansion today were more than half of the city’s poption. Even some busybodies from the southern part of Xiling also flocked there. After all, such a grand bridal procession spanning forty miles was rare in Xiling.


    But when the bridal procession stopped in front of the Tang Mansion, everyone was surprised. It didn’t seem like a usual bridal pick up. As the fourdies removed their veils, their heavenly beauty ignited the passion of the watching crowd.


    But with Tang Luo’s thunderous deration, the tone of the farce was set — that the fourdies were doomed to have no destiny with the Xu Patriarch in this life.


    The crowd started to buzz, chattering amongst themselves. More than ten thousand people pointed at the fourdies and the two lords on the steps, and the hall was filled with voices of discussion.


    Which of these fourdies weren’t the extremely beautiful women of Xiling that countless young lords pursued? But they were ruthlessly rejected, despite only hoping to express their love and follow at the side of the Xu noble son. The spectators, seeing the fourdies turning pale, felt a pang of pity. On the other hand, looking at the premier Xu, who was standing on the steps as normal, they felt a hint of anger.


    The majority of noble families in Xiling hadn’t viewed this Xu noble son favorably from the start. Upon his arrival in Xiling, his aplishments in making a name for himself destroyed the martial confidence that the warriors of Xiling had painstakingly built in the span of hundreds of years.


    And now, he rejected the four nobledies they had pursued as if he were casting off worn-out shoes. This naturally incited the crowd’s indignation even further.


    “What kind of noble son, he doesn’t even value our warriors of Longzhou!” “Hmph, what’s so great about him? Just because he was born in a noble family!” “Thesedies have wasted their affections.. This Xu Lord, he is not a good


    man!”