96: Tang Lingfeng: Where can you find such a good son-in-law?

His daughter had a low-key personality, which was why she wasn't very famous among the younger generation.

If his daughter had wanted to, she would have long ago become famous throughout the Jianghu.

To think his daughter actually lost a bet to Duan Zhengchun? Isn't that guy just a profligate prince?

How could he possibly win against his daughter?

But looking at his daughter, she didn't seem to be lying.

“Laner, are you sure you aren't lying? Did this kid really not force you?” Tang Lingfeng looked at his daughter in disbelief.

“Father, who do you think could force me, Tang Lan, to do something I don't want to do?” Tang Lan asked in return.

At this, Tang Lingfeng was speechless, not knowing how to answer.

It was true; he knew his daughter's personality very well.

Forget outsiders—even he himself couldn't force her to do something she didn't want to do.

Since she said it like this, then it must be true.

“Kid, do you really intend to marry my daughter?” Tang Lingfeng took a deep breath, trying to keep himself calm.

Sharing a bed before even being married... what kind of behavior was this? What did he take his daughter for?

In this era, a woman's purity was more important than her life.

His daughter had always cherished her reputation; how could she do something so out of line?

“Of course. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to visit,” Duan Zhengchun said with a smile.

“In that case, how do you plan to marry my daughter?”

“According to my information, you have more than one woman by your side right now, and you already have a Princess Consort.”

“Now you say you'll marry my daughter? Do you think that's realistic? I won't let my daughter be a concubine, even if you are the Prince of Zhennan of Dali,” Tang Lingfeng said coldly.

“Actually, there's no need to be so pedantic about it.”

“Status is just an empty title. As long as Little Lan feels happy, isn't that enough?”

“If she isn't happy, what use is giving her the highest status?” Duan Zhengchun said.

“Father, I don't care about status; you know that.”

“The reason I'm willing to marry him isn't because of his status, but because of his potential,” Tang Lan spoke up at this moment.

“Oh? Potential? Tell me, what potential does a profligate prince have?” Tang Lingfeng sneered.

“Father, you don't think your daughter would be so foolish as to actually choose a profligate as her man, do you?” Tang Lan looked at her father with a strange expression.

Tang Lingfeng froze. It seemed she was right; with his daughter's personality, how could she take a fancy to a worthless profligate prince?

Could it be that he really was mistaken?

Suddenly, Tang Lingfeng remembered something. When he released his Grandmaster pressure just now, Duan Zhengchun hadn't reacted at all.

If he were truly just a profligate prince, his strength certainly wouldn't be very high.

However, for a member of the younger generation to withstand the pressure of a Peak Grandmaster, they would at least need to be in the same Realm.

If that was the case, did it mean that Duan Zhengchun's current strength had also reached the Grandmaster Realm?

And his Realm was not below his own.

“You're already a Grandmaster?” Tang Lingfeng frowned as he looked at Duan Zhengchun.

“No, I'm not a Grandmaster,” Duan Zhengchun said, spreading his hands.

Hearing Duan Zhengchun's words, Tang Lan rolled her eyes in annoyance.

She knew this guy was acting cool again.

Sure enough, Tang Lingfeng's expression instantly turned sour upon hearing Duan Zhengchun's words.

As expected, he had overthought it.

How could this profligate prince possibly be in the Grandmaster Realm?

He must have overthought it.

“Father, don't listen to him. This guy just loves to put on an act.”

“Don't be fooled by his appearance. This guy is indeed not a Grandmaster, because he is currently in the Great Grandmaster Realm,” Tang Lan explained, giving Duan Zhengchun another annoyed look.

“What? A Great Grandmaster?”

Hearing the words 'Great Grandmaster', Tang Lingfeng stood up abruptly, looking at Duan Zhengchun with a face full of shock.

“Cough... well, it was just luck, just luck,” Duan Zhengchun said awkwardly.

“You are really a Great Grandmaster?” Tang Lingfeng's expression was serious, his eyes sharp as he looked at Duan Zhengchun.

Duan Zhengchun knew that if he didn't show something, this matter wouldn't be easily resolved.

Immediately, Duan Zhengchun released the pressure unique to the Great Grandmaster Realm.

Tang Lingfeng suddenly felt a terrifying pressure bearing down on him, and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

He slumped down into his chair.

Fortunately, this state was fleeting. In that brief instant, Tang Lingfeng felt as if he had taken a walk through the gates of hell.

When he came to his senses, he realized he was drenched in cold sweat.

This was definitely not a pressure a Grandmaster Realm could possess, yet it didn't seem like an ordinary Great Grandmaster's pressure either.

It wasn't that he hadn't felt the pressure of a Great Grandmaster before.

But none were as terrifying as Duan Zhengchun's.

“You... you are truly in the Great Grandmaster Realm?” Tang Lingfeng looked at Duan Zhengchun in shock.

“Hasn't Sect Master Tang already felt it?” Duan Zhengchun said.

“No, it's impossible. I've seen the pressure of a Great Grandmaster, but it was never as terrifying as yours,” Tang Lingfeng said with a heavy expression.

“Perhaps I am exceptionally gifted,” Duan Zhengchun said with a shrug.

He didn't know why either, but he figured it had to do with the Cultivation Techniques he practiced.

After all, all the Cultivation Techniques he practiced were now at max level.

Even Great Grandmaster Masters might not necessarily have all their techniques at max level.

A max-level technique and one that isn't are two different concepts.

It's like driving; a novice and an experienced driver cannot be compared.

Though both are drivers, there is a huge difference.

Even among Great Grandmasters, combat power varies.

Even with the same technique, it depends on who uses it.

Just like the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms—the combat power when Qiao Feng uses it is different from when the Beggar Clan Leader uses it.

Qiao Feng was one of those exceptionally gifted existences who grew stronger against strong opponents; even if he encountered someone in a higher Realm, he could still win.

“That much is true. Father, he is indeed in the Great Grandmaster Realm,” Tang Lan said.

“It seems the previous rumors were all because you deliberately hid your strength?” Tang Lingfeng took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

“You could say that!” Duan Zhengchun nodded.

“Laner, have you really decided?” Tang Lingfeng looked at his daughter.

“Father, I know what I'm doing.”

“If you have any requirements, just state them. As long as they aren't excessive, it's fine,” Tang Lan said.

Tang Lingfeng's mouth twitched. What kind of thing was his daughter saying?

As long as it's not excessive? Then what counts as excessive and what doesn't?

My Tang Clan doesn't lack gold, silver, or treasures. As for techniques, our Tang Clan specializes in poison, while the Dali Duan Clan doesn't have poison techniques. How am I supposed to ask?

“Laner, you should know that our Tang Clan does not lack those worldly possessions.”

“You know better than I do what we lack.”

“As long as he can satisfy me, I won't obstruct you two being together.”

“However, he must resolve the matter of Young Master Feather himself,” Tang Lingfeng said.

Tang Lan didn't speak, only looking toward Duan Zhengchun.

Duan Zhengchun knew that the time had come for him to show his sincerity.

“Sect Master Tang, rest assured. I will resolve the matter of Young Master Feather myself.”