I said, break off the engagement!

Chapter 1 I said, break off the engagement!

Within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School of the Heaven Dou Empire.

"What do you want from me? Don't you know I'm very busy?" Ning Rongrong said, hands on her hips.

"Rongrong, when can we hold hands?"

A handsome, tall man dressed in white tentatively spoke, while his right hand slowly moved toward Ning Rongrong's left hand.

Ning Rongrong, who was sitting opposite him, was wearing a white dress. Her skin was as smooth as jade, and her features were quite delicate.

"Holding hands? You piece of trash, stay away from me. If it weren't for my father, how could I possibly be engaged to you?"

"Also, don't call me Rongrong, we're not that close."

After Ning Rongrong finished speaking, she forcefully slapped the man's right hand away, took out a handkerchief to wipe her hands, and then threw the handkerchief away, her eyes full of disgust.

"You're already thirteen years old, and you're only level 15, not even a Great Soul Master yet. I broke through to Great Soul Master at level 20 a long time ago."

"Being able to talk to you is already a blessing, and you actually want to hold my hand? Dream on!"

"I, Ning Rongrong, would rather die than be with a piece of trash like you."

As Ning Rongrong spoke, she slapped the wooden table to pieces and then left angrily.

The man gazed at Ning Rongrong's beautiful figure, his eyes filled with adoration. Ignoring the redness and swelling on his hands, he shouted, oblivious to everything else:

"Rongrong, I will wait for you forever."

"I'll have my father annul the engagement right now!"

Ning Rongrong roared and ran towards Ning Fengzhi's room.

The man picked up Ning Rongrong's handkerchief and greedily inhaled its fragrance.

But the next second, the man's pupils dilated, as if he had lost his mind.

"What the hell?"

Having just transmigrated, Su Mo cautiously looked around; the antique-style houses were completely unfamiliar to him.

Wasn't he playing the Douluo Continent game? How did he end up in this godforsaken place?

Looking at the handkerchief, countless memories flooded my mind.

He felt an excruciating pain in his head, as if tens of thousands of steel needles were piercing it at the same time.

Several minutes later, the memory finally came to a clearer state.

The man's name is Su Mo, and he is Ning Rongrong's fiancé. His grandfather was a titled Douluo who saved Ning Fengzhi's life many years ago. In order to repay the debt, Ning Fengzhi arranged for Ning Rongrong and Su Mo to be betrothed as children.

Since their engagement, Su Mo has been living in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and has always followed Ning Rongrong. Even after his grandfather passed away, he never left the school.

Su Mo's martial soul is a sword, just like his grandfather's. Although it is a level 10 innate full soul power, it is an ordinary iron sword, which is a negative mutation.

Ning Fengzhi originally wanted to cancel the engagement, but because Su Mo's grandfather was still alive at the time, the matter was dropped.

The original owner of this body had been tirelessly fawning over Ning Rongrong, never resisting even when beaten or scolded, which was why it took him seven years to advance five levels.

"Unbelievable, of all people to fawn over, why did the former have to fawn over this young lady?"

"He actually disregarded his grandfather for a woman."

Su Mo clicked his tongue in amazement; he had never seen a man so good at flattering others.

Clearly, the original owner didn't know the saying "a simp who licks his boots ends up with nothing," and no matter how much he licked his boots, he wouldn't get a second glance from Ning Rongrong.

After casually placing the handkerchief on another table, he released his martial spirit. The long sword, entirely gray-white, made Su Mo frown.

This martial soul is ridiculously useless. The first soul skill is actually drawing a sword? Can that even be considered a soul skill?

Suddenly, a mechanical voice rang in Su Mo's mind.

[A god-level selection system is at your service!]

[Please make a choice quickly, host. This mission is extremely difficult to trigger; you can only choose one to complete.]

[Option 1: Be the ultimate simp, continue being Ning Rongrong's simp until she changes her mind!]

[Reward: The title of "King of Simps," meaning everyone will think you're the best simp, and your Soul Power level will increase by 10.]

[Option Two: Dissolve the engagement with Ning Rongrong; you must take the initiative to annul the engagement.]

[Reward: The Martial Soul "Iron Sword" gains an evolution opportunity, and its Soul Power level increases by 15]

"Option Two!"

Su Mo hurriedly spoke up, saying that the title of "King of Simps" was useless, and that evolving the Martial Soul was the most important thing.

Meanwhile, in Ning Fengzhi's room.

Ning Fengzhi, dressed in a snow-white robe, sat in a chair.

Ning Rongrong was holding Ning Fengzhi's hand, pouting, her tone somewhat excited.

"Father, I want to break off the engagement! Do you know what Su Mo is planning to do today?!"

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi immediately stood up, looking at Ning Rongrong nervously, fearing that Su Mo had done such a thing.

After all, Su Mo is already thirteen years old and has the ability to do so. And since his daughter is so beautiful, Su Mo might do something outrageous.

"What did he do!"

Ning Fengzhi's voice trembled slightly. Could it be that Rongrong's innocence had been exposed?

Thinking of this, he was filled with rage and had already decided to kill Su Mo.

"Him, him, him"

"What's wrong with him?"

Ning Fengzhi's heart pounded, and he pressed for an answer.

"He actually tried to hold my hand!"

Ning Rongrong's eyes burned with anger, her heart filled with dissatisfaction.

At the same time, I felt a little regretful. I shouldn't have hit him with my hand. Wasn't that the same as indirectly holding hands?

"Phew, you scared me, kid."

Hearing Ning Rongrong's answer, Ning Fengzhi's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down. He let out a long sigh and sat down in the chair with a smile.

"Father, what kind of attitude is this? Even a good-for-nothing like him wants to hold my hand!"

Ning Rongrong playfully punched Ning Fengzhi a few times, her tone becoming even more agitated.

"He wants to hold my hand now, does that mean he'll want to hug me later? Or even kiss me?"

"If you don't break off the engagement, I'm running away from home!"

As Ning Fengzhi listened to Ning Rongrong's story, he also felt somewhat shaken.

At that time, Su Mo's grandfather only saved him once, but over the years Su Mo has always been well-fed and cared for, and he has never mistreated him.

Now that Rongrong is all grown up, if she really marries Su Mo, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will be finished.

Thinking of this, Ning Fengzhi suddenly stood up and resolutely said, "Let's go now!"

"Daddy is the best!"

Ning Rongrong hugged Ning Fengzhi's right arm, her face full of smiles.

Although Su Mo has never done anything wrong, Ning Rongrong is a genius, how could she be with a good-for-nothing?

Holding the marriage contract in his hand, Ning Fengzhi led Ning Rongrong to Su Mo's room.

Ning Rongrong beamed with joy. She was finally free from this good-for-nothing. She was determined to break off the engagement today, no matter what.

Su Mo was also planning to go find them, so he spoke first.

"Uncle Ning, I don't think Ning Rongrong and I are a good match."

"I want to annul the engagement."

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for making your choice. Rewards are being distributed.]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained the opportunity to evolve your Martial Soul. Would you like to use it immediately?]

"no."

Su Mo thought to himself to the system, "It wouldn't be good if something unusual happened during the evolution and it got noticed."

"What did you say?"

Ning Rongrong said incredulously, wondering if there was something wrong with her ears.

"I said, dissolve the engagement."

Su Mo said firmly.

(End of this chapter)