"Father, don't you trust your own daughter? Mu Qianyue is our enemy, so naturally she can't stand to see us doing well. If I marry Nalan Ye, the Yun Sect will become our backing, and she won't be able to lay a hand on our Pang family. Besides, I heard earlier that she had a past with Nalan Ye; she would certainly not want me to marry him," Pang Bizhu tearfully said.
The head of the Pang family pondered and found it reasonable, undoubtedly believing Pang Bizhu's words. Moreover, whether what Pang Bizhu said was true or false, he must protect his daughter's dignity and purity; otherwise, the marriage alliance with the Yun Sect would be impossible! How could the Yun Sect tolerate such an insult?
"Mu Qianyue, do not slander my daughter! Otherwise, I will make you pay for it, even if it costs me my life!"
"Whether it's true or false, why not bring out Pang Jianchun and ask him?" Mu Qianyue's eyes carried a mocking look.
