This sigh contained a deep sense of bitterness.
Originally, the marriage between the two families was a good thing, but now, not only have they lost an excellent son-in-law, but they have also lost face. It's truly a case of losing both wife and army.
Hearing Nalan Jie's sigh, Mu Chen and the others beside him were also shaken by the experience. They exchanged glances and shook their heads repeatedly.
Xiao Yan's performance far exceeded everyone's expectations. This little guy who cultivated alone was actually able to defeat Nalan Yanran, who was being groomed by the Yunlan Sect.
His growth rate over the past three years has astonished even Mu Chen and others.
"This little guy is something else!"
Fa Ma sighed softly. Anyone with eyes could see that Xiao Yan's sharp and decisive fighting spirit was the result of real, bloody training, far superior to that of a hothouse flower like Nalan Yanran.
"Given time, this child will surely achieve great things!"
Jia Xingtian commented.
The old folks were all talking amongst themselves, and the Yunlan Sect elders on the stone platforms around the square were not in a very good mood.
The First Elder, Yun Ling, was even more ashen-faced, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and he growled, "Damn brat!"
"Elder, what should we do next? Yanran has already lost."
Another elder from the Yunlan Sect asked with a wry smile.
Yun Ling's expression shifted constantly. Nalan Yanran represented the face of the entire Yunlan Sect, and now that she had lost the competition, it would undoubtedly damage the reputation of the Yunlan Sect.
At this time, Sect Master Yun Yun was not in the sect. As the Grand Elder, Yun Leng naturally had to do everything he could to mitigate the losses and even minimize the impact.
"However, with so many distinguished guests present, how can I salvage the situation without a suitable reason? If I were to force a move, wouldn't my Yunlan Sect be seen as a sore loser?"
Yun Leng's mind was racing with thoughts.
Looking at the graceful figure lying on the ground, Xiao Yan's eyes showed a hint of weariness.
For this so-called three-year agreement, he left his family to make his own way in the world, leaving behind the childhood sweetheart he longed for.
Now, the three-year agreement has finally come to an end, and his body and even his soul are finally relieved of a heavy burden.
"It's finally over!"
Xiao Yan sighed softly.
Just then, a gust of wind blew by, and a white figure floated out of Nalan Yanran's arms and drifted towards Xiao Yan's direction.
He casually grabbed the white figure, and upon closer inspection, Xiao Yan's body suddenly stiffened.
The white figure was a neatly folded piece of white paper, which had become worn and tattered after being folded countless times.
Looking at the blank sheet of paper, Xiao Yan's eyes twitched.
Because this is the letter of divorce from back then!
Xiao Yan's expression was complicated. He slowly unfolded the white paper, and the slightly immature handwriting jumped out at him. When he looked down, the blood-stained handprint was so glaring.
After staring at the letter of divorce for a long time, Xiao Yan shook his head and sighed.
"cough!"
Nalan Yanran clutched her chest and coughed violently a few times, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.
She braced herself with one hand on the ground, her face showing a hint of stubbornness as she looked up at Xiao Yan standing in front of her and the white paper in his hand, her expression shifting repeatedly.
After a long pause, she seemed to have finally made a decision.
Nalan Yanran stood up with some difficulty, her slightly hoarse voice ringing out: "Xiao Yan, you won!"
"According to the agreement made back then, if I lose the final competition, I, Nalan Yanran, am willing to serve as your slave without hesitation."
"However, for the sake of our sect's reputation, please forgive me for not being able to keep my promise. Since you already think I'm being unreasonable, then let me be unreasonable one more time!"
"Looking back now, I realize that I did do something wrong at the Xiao family back then, so please convey my apologies to Uncle Xiao!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Nalan Yanran slightly bent her right hand, and a longsword belonging to a Yunlan Sect disciple not far from her was immediately pulled towards her by a suction force.
Nalan Yanran grabbed the longsword, gritted her teeth, and slashed it across her neck.
"ah!"
This sudden turn of events caused a drastic change in the expressions of all the Yunlan Sect disciples on the plaza, including the elders.
None of them expected that Nalan Yanran would commit suicide by sword after losing the competition.
At this moment, although many elders of the Yunlan Sect wanted to rescue him, they could only watch helplessly as the sharp sword was about to strike due to the great distance.
"bite!"
Just as the chilling longsword was about to strike, a large hand appeared out of thin air and suddenly grabbed down.
With a crisp clang, the longsword abruptly stopped.
Even so, the sharp sword energy still left a shallow sword mark on that delicate neck.
Bright red blood oozed out, leaving a glaring bloodstain on the snow-white skin.
Nalan Yanran suddenly looked up and saw Xiao Yan to her side.
“I have no morbid sense of humor in taking you as a slave, so you don’t need to risk your life to protect the reputation of the Yunlan Sect.”