The 'Good Luck' inn was surrounded by onlookers watching the excitement.

The girl stood quietly, not feeling half at a loss due to this sudden situation. The morning sunlight covered the camellia tree at the entrance of the inn with a layer of gold light. The girl's skirt was swayed by the wind, and she had eyes as bright and clear as a deer in the forest. Her eyelashes were long, her nose was slender, and her lips were as red as rosy clouds. She should be a delicate and bright beauty, if you ignore her right half face which had several piercing black marks that roughly destroyed the originally captivating beauty.

Whispering could be heard everywhere.

“Is this the fiancée of Prince Wang?" Duan Xiangrao covered her mouth as if frightened and hid behind Wang Shao, saying, "This..."

"What is that on your face?" Wang Shao took a step back and avoided Zanxing's face, as if disgusted by the scene he had just seen.

"Young city lord," said Hong Su anxiously, "our young lady is only disfigured because she was injured by the demon underwater. “Can the young city lord take our young lady to a medical facility to see if she can be cured?”

"Hurt by the demon spirit? "Duan Xiangrao was surprised. "I heard that his cultivation is equivalent to the later stage of a cultivator's foundation establishment. If it is an injury caused by the demon spirit, only high-grade spiritual medicine can cure it, but high-grade spiritual medicine…"

High-grade spiritual medicine is extremely precious, and even with spiritual stones, one may not necessarily be able to buy it. If a cultivator obtains advanced spiritual medicine, they must use it for their own cultivation and breakthrough. How could they give it to an ordinary woman to treat her face.

"I heard there are countless elixirs and spiritual medicines in the Taiyan Sect..." Hong Su still wanted to argue with them.

“But the spiritual medicine and elixirs that can be received every month is limited." Duan Xiangrao interrupted in a timely manner.

After being cut off several times, Hong Slu looked at her and was very angry: "You, why do you always interrupt people?" She caught sight of Duan Xiangrao holding Wang Shao's hand, and her heart skipped a beat. Suddenly she understood, and then she was filled with indignation: "I see, you vixen, you want to seduce our young city lord!"

Hong Su pounced towards Duan Xiangrao.

Duan Xiangrao smiled slightly and didn't look ahead, she slapped Hong Su . She was already a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment. With one palm, even if she didn't use her spiritual energy, she could send Hong Su flying.

Hong Su collided with the trunk of the camellia tree and didn't get up for a while.

All of this happened too quickly, and Zanxing hadn’t had time to stop it. Seeing this, she quickly ran to Hong Su's side, picked her up and held her in her arms, asking "Are you okay?"

Hong Su looked at Zanxing, and her eyes fell on the black mark on the right face of Zanxing. Then she looked at Duan Xiangrao who was standing beside Wang Shao with a proud look. Her heart was getting more and more unsettled, and she said loudly: "You.....don't forget your identity. The young city lord's fiancee is our eldest daughter, not you, a vixen!"

"Is that right?" Duan Xiangrao smiled nonchalantly and leaned towards Wang Shao's ear, asking softly, "Prince Wang, do you really want to marry this young lady?"

Wang Shao furrowed his brows and looked at Zanxing, who was holding the little girl.

Miss Yang is beautiful but she has a really bad temper. In the past, he had a crush on Yang Zanxing's beauty and got engaged to her. Now that he has arrived in Pingyang Town, he has seen Duan Xiangrao's gentleness. Looking at Yang Zanxing again, he feels that she is too rude and impolite to be his betrothed. Besides, her current face is also too disgusting.

If he were to look at such a woman every day, even if he didn't die, he would go crazy. Moreover, although the wound on her face may be cured, she needs to use high-grade spiritual medicine to heal. These high-grade spiritual medicines were too rare, to the point where obtaining a single herb in their entire Yue City would be sheer luck.

This is a loss making transaction.

“Prince Wang," Duan Xiangrao's voice drifted gently into his ear, "everyone is looking at you.”

Wang Shao suddenly realized that their movement had already caused the crowd to gather on both sides, watching with great interest.

Do you want to marry Yang Zanxing?

How could all the disciples of the Taiyan Sect know that he has such an ugly and terrifying fiancee with low cultivation level in the future?

At present, Wang Shao made a decisive decision and said, "Yang Zanxing, the previous engagement between you and me was originally a verbal agreement without any written documents. Let's just let it go.”

Hong Su under the tree trembled and said "Young City Lord..”

Zanxing leaned Hong Su against the tree before standing up, turned around and walked to Wang Shao, asking, "What do you mean?”

Wang Shao was about to speak, but when he met Yang Zanxing's gaze, he suddenly felt a little guilty. If Miss Yang had been in the past, she would have started crying, making trouble, and hanging herself three times. However, today, she looked unusually calm, with her bright eyes fixed on him, only indifferent, perhaps even a little curious.

Curious?

The voices of onlookers echoed around: "Hit him! Hit this unfaithful man, give him a good slap!"

"This girl is too pitiful, being abandoned like this."

"...You can trust a man's words as much as a sow can climb a tree."

Duan Xiangrao timely pinched Wang Shao's arm, "Master Wang..."

Wang Shao came to his senses, cleared his throat, and made a decision in an instant, declaring loudly, "I said, I want to call off the wedding!”

These four words were uttered with a resounding impact, leaving no room for negotiation.

Silence fell around.

"You want to call off the wedding?" Zanxing asked.

"That's right," Wang Shao said, "Considering our past relationship, I can give you some spirit stones as compensation…” 

As soon as the words fell, he heard the laughter of the girl in front of him.

The green-dressed girl stood before him, her eyes curved, and the genuine laughter in her eyes didn't seem fake. But at this moment, how could she still find it in herself to laugh?

"Why... why are you laughing?" Wang Shao was a bit annoyed.

"I just feel like," Zan Xing sighed "this dialogue sounds a bit familiar."

This trope, once overused in early male-oriented novels, didn't happen to the male lead, Mu Cengxiao, but instead unfolded in the life of a cannon fodder like her? Was it because she snatched the male lead's golden finger, took away his opportunity, and even the exclusive face-slapping plotline meant for the male lead ended up on her?

"Miss Yang, everyone knows you're not feeling great right now," Duan Xiangrao gently spoke, "but excessive entanglement between men and women is not a good thing. It's better to part on good terms.”

Zanxing's gaze fell on Duan Xiangrao. This girl, with her talent for inciting conflicts, seemed like the perfect accessory for a malicious supporting female character born to slap faces.

However, since the plot has progressed to this point, everyone is quite familiar with the next steps.

Zanxing took a step forward, and Wang Shao watched her warily.

"Sure." She said, "I agree to call off the wedding.”

---------------------End of Chapter 10----------------------

Hello, I'm back with the 3 chapters I had saved in my drafts, these were edited in July 2023 so they aren't as good as the ones I will post from now on. I had a problem with my laptop and I didn't really feel like doing anything, but now it's resolved and I will post more frequently.