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Chapter 32 - Marriage Contract

Inside Jiao Yan City Palace, Xia Xuan, Ge Qing, Yan Tie, Yan Tie and the rest were seated, while all the clan elders were standing in the middle of the hall.

A middle-aged man around forty years old walked into the main hall. His lips were still pale, obviously still injured.

Upon seeing the middle aged man enter the hall, all the clan elders immediately knelt down, without the slightest hesitation, while Xia Xuan and the rest quickly stood up and cupped their hands: "Greetings Clan Chief Jiao." This middle-aged man was actually the patriarch of the Wyrm Flame Clan, Jiao Ling's father, Jiao Peng. After being poisoned, Jiao Peng had been imprisoned in the prison and had not been rescued for long.

"Brother Yan Tie, it has been a while since we last met." Jiao Peng greeted Yan Tie and Yan Tie before arriving in front of Xia Xuan, cupping his hands and saying, "I presume this is Little Brother Xia Xuan, I am extremely grateful to you for getting Little Brother's help in the great calamity that has befallen my Wyrm Flame Clan." After he finished speaking, Jiao Peng was about to kneel down.

Xia Xuan hastily supported Jiao Peng, saying, "It's nothing much."

Jiao Peng came in front of Ge Qing after chatting with him for a while. Looking at Ge Qing's aged face, Jiao Peng's eyes could not help but start watering up. He nodded towards Ge Qing, but Jiao Peng did not say anything. In Jiao Peng's heart, he could only say one thing: With Ge Qing, the Wyrm Flame Clan would be reborn and strengthen.

He sat at the first seat in the great hall and looked at the elders with a sharp gaze. Jiao Peng said in a stern voice, "All the elders want to test themselves, they should be beheaded, but considering how you have been working hard for the Wyrm Flame Clan for so many years, it's fine if you behead them."

"Thank you, clan leader." After hearing that they could avoid death, the elders hurriedly kowtowed to express their thanks.

"However, you will be exempted from the death penalty. You will be fined three years' salary." Jiao Peng said again.

All the elders could not help but cry out in their hearts. This rebellion was all instigated by Jiao Lin, they thought that they would definitely earn a lot of money, but they ended up like this, now they were truly dumb and could not say anything, no matter how bitter they were.

Just as Jiao Peng was about to leave after chatting with Xia Xuan and the others for a while, one of the elders suddenly leapt up and stabbed at Jiao Peng with a short blade in his hand.

Jiao Peng was shocked. Just as he was about to activate the spiritual energy's defense, his old injuries suddenly reappeared and he covered his chest with a painful expression. Seeing that the short blade was already in front of Jiao Peng, but one of its hands suddenly blocked in front of Jiao Peng, when the short blade stabbed that hand, blood instantly flowed profusely.

Unknowingly, Xia Xuan had already arrived in front of Jiao Peng and used his hand to block him. His face was filled with pain.

The elder who was about to kill Jiao Peng saw that his assassination attempt had failed and immediately released his short blade. He staggered a few steps and fell to the ground with a face full of fear.

"I'm not convinced. If it wasn't for this brat, I would have definitely become the Second Elder." After that, the man was about to crawl up from the ground, but a cold light flashed and the short blade that had pierced Xia Xuan's palm flew past the elder's neck, before he could even react, it had fallen to the ground with its eyes wide open.

The other clan elder who was about to assassinate Xia Xuan immediately turned and ran out of the hall, but Xia Xuan simply clenched his fist, and a blood colored big hand grabbed ahold of him.

"Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you off." That elder loudly yelled and his body kept on expanding. Not long after, he became a huge balloon and that elder actually wanted to self-destruct. Seeing that the elder was about to self-destruct without a word, Xia Xuan immediately swung his hand, and the elder was flung dozens of meters away.

BOOM! With a huge explosion, even though the elder was thrown far away, the aftermath of the explosion still shook many tables and chairs in the palace.

Jiao Ling immediately walked forward and grabbed Xia Xuan's arm. When he saw the bone visible wound on Xia Xuan's hand, he immediately tore off a piece of clothing and treated Xia Xuan's wound, then anxiously said: "Quickly go and see a doctor, what are you waiting for."

After she finished speaking, only then did Jiao Ling realize that Xia Xuan's gaze that was fixated on her did not change at all. Looking at the surrounding people, she discovered that everyone was staring at her in a daze. He could not help but blush as he lowered his head, not daring to say another word. Thinking that she, Jiao Ling, was the daughter of the Clan Leader of the Wyrm Flame Clan, even if they were close friends, they would not hesitate to tear off her clothes to treat her wounds.

"Hahaha …" The entire crowd burst into laughter, and Jiao Ling hurriedly ran away in embarrassment.

At night, Xia Xuan sat in a courtyard, drank fine wine, ate small dishes, and admired the moonlight. At this time, he thought of his hometown in the distance, thought of Xia Cha, thought of Wang Hao and the others, and also thought of her, whom he had not seen since his reincarnation.

"Little brother, why are you drinking alone here?" Jiao Peng slowly walked to Xia Xuan's side.

"Homesick." Xia Xuan chuckled and said.

"I heard from Elder Ge that little brother has a request for me?" Jiao Peng asked.

Hearing Jiao Peng's words, Xia Xuan's hand that was holding the cup of wine trembled, and his gaze towards Jiao Peng immediately became serious. Putting down the wine cup, the smile on his face disappeared. With a solemn voice that didn't sound like a twelve-year-old child, he asked, "Clan Leader Jiao, do you know why your Flood Dragon Manor was built here?"

Hearing Xia Xuan's question, the smile on Jiao Peng's face similarly disappeared, and his gaze towards Xia Xuan was filled with vigilance. He stroked his chin with one hand, as if he didn't know what to say.

Xia Xuan laughed and said: "Three hundred years ago, the first generation Patriarch of the Wyrm Flame Clan passed by this place and came across a meteorite, and the one that came into view was a pike. The spear was three meters long and the black dragon coiled around it, its aura was extremely powerful, it was actually a divine instrument."

"How do you know?" Jiao Peng stared at Xia Xuan as the spiritual energy in his hand secretly condensed.

"Not only do I know this, I also know that the spear is called the flamethrower. It was originally my Weapons." As Xia Xuan spoke, he took another gulp of wine, and looked at Jiao Peng with eyes as deep as the starry sky.

"To be honest, the flamethrower was sealed here by our ancestor, it is afraid that it will fly into the sky, but the seal is weakening, if little brother can take it away, it would be good for our clan." After saying that, Jiao Peng's gaze towards Xia Xuan suddenly became vulgar, and said: "However, can little brother agree to a request from this dragon?"

Seeing Jiao Peng's vulgar face, Xia Xuan's body unconsciously leaned backwards, and said in fear: "What request?"

"Hehe, make a marriage contract with my daughter." Jiao Peng chuckled, appearing even more wretched.

"We need Miss Jiao Ling to agree to this kind of thing." After Xia Xuan finished speaking, he felt that it was not so good.

"I do." Jiao Ling suddenly jumped into the courtyard, but when she saw Xia Xuan and Jiao Peng looking at her, her face reddened. She covered her face, lowered her head and ran off.

Xia Xuan and Jiao Peng looked at each other and laughed awkwardly. With their strength, they had naturally sensed that Jiao Ling was outside the courtyard eavesdropping, so when Xia Xuan finished speaking, they felt that it was not good.

After a moment of silence, Xia Xuan made up his mind.