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"Not at all."
"Then why is that? Didn't you say you're still single? My granddaughter is so beautiful; if you don't want her, that guy will." Zhao Fangqiu pointed at the inner disciple of the Guiyuan Sect, Fang Xian, who was standing next to Ma Jie.
"Uncle Zhao, can we not talk about this? I'm someone who enjoys freedom and doesn't like being tied down," Jiang Chen replied with a smile.
"Xiao Jiang, come on, why don't you just tell the truth? Is it that you don't fancy my family's Iron Sand Palm, or is it my granddaughter? Just say a word, and I'll know where we stand; I won't force you," Zhao Fangqiu insisted.
"I don't fancy either." Since Zhao Fangqiu wanted the truth, Jiang Chen decided to be honest. The Zhao Family's Iron Sand Palm was hardly appealing to anyone, and as for Zhao Tingting, although she had some beauty and could be considered attractive, she paled in comparison to beauties like Jiang Luyi. Naturally, Jiang Chen wasn't interested.
Jiang Chen spoke the truth, but sometimes honesty can hurt.
Upon hearing this, both Zhao Fangqiu and his granddaughter Zhao Tingting immediately turned sour.
"I didn't expect you to have such high standards," Zhao Fangqiu said awkwardly, taken aback by Jiang Chen's directness.
Zhao Tingting frowned even more and indignantly said, "Hey, you're putting yourself on quite a pedestal! Just because you don't fancy me doesn't mean I would fancy you!"
Zhao Tingting's anger was understandable, and Jiang Chen didn't bother to argue back.
"Grandpa, since he has already said that, stop trying to win him over. Some people are just like that; the more enthusiastic you are, the less they take you seriously," Zhao Tingting said loudly, addressing Jiang Chen directly.
"You've got quite a mouth on you! You think you're something special for not liking such a beauty as Tingting?" Fang Xian finally spoke up in a deep voice.
As an inner disciple of the Guiyuan Sect, he carried an air of prestige. The moment he saw Zhao Tingting, he was smitten. She also had feelings for him; it was love at first sight for both of them. However, it was hard for Fang Xian to accept that the woman he admired so much was deemed unworthy by another man.
Jiang Chen ignored their dissatisfaction and continued walking forward.
"Tingting, don't mind him; come back with me to the Guiyuan Sect," Fang Xian said.
"No way! Tingting absolutely cannot go to the Guiyuan Sect! Xiao Fang, if you like Tingting, then leave the Guiyuan Sect and become a son-in-law of the Zhao Family!" Zhao Fangqiu quickly interjected.
"Grandpa Zhao, that's definitely not possible! How could I betray my sect?" Fang Xian replied without hesitation.
"Old Zhao, let young people handle their own affairs. If Fang Xian and Tingting are truly in love, letting them return to the sect together wouldn't be a bad thing at all. With me around, Tingting won't be mistreated in the sect," Ma Jie also chimed in to persuade him.
"No way! No way! Stop talking; I won't agree to this!" Zhao Fangqiu stubbornly waved his hand.
"Uncle Ma, Fang Xian, please stop trying to convince us. My grandpa and I have a three-year agreement: if he can find a disciple to inherit the Zhao Family Iron Sand Palm within three years who is also willing to be a son-in-law, then I'm willing to marry them. But after three years, if he hasn't found someone suitable, then he can't interfere in my matters anymore. Right, Grandpa?" Zhao Tingting stated firmly.
"Yes, three years isn't up yet; there's no need to rush," Zhao Fangqiu nodded in agreement but still held onto hope.
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