Having said that, he ascended on his rainbow light. His wife, Yang Xiao'er, was already waiting in the air, her expression concerned. She glanced at him questioningly. Flying alongside her, Li Xizhi spoke in a playful tone, "The elders in our family are too obsessed with decorum. Years of operating as a clan have made them overly cautious… Seeing the ties between our families, they cannot bear to refuse outright. But so what? Yuan Chengdun merely wishes for us to protect his descendants. Protect them we shall, but must it involve marrying off my sister?"1

He paused, his usually calm and gentle demeanor giving way to a ferocity reminiscent of his father, Li Yuanjiao. In a cold tone, he added, "Lacking courage and wisdom, oblivious to propriety… If Yuexiang fancies him, so be it. But must my sister endure grievances just to repay an ambiguous favor? What kind of logic is that?"0

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