Chapter 310: Forced Marriage? (3)

Ran Jianfeng's voice was deep, like the calm sea surface in the afternoon.

But no one knew what dangerous undercurrents lurked beneath that sea surface!

Since the other invited him to sit, Lu Jing didn't hesitate and strode over to sit down.

"Hmm, not bad."

Ran Jianfeng's satisfied gaze fell on Lu Jing, seeming to like his unpretentious behavior.

Lu Jing looked up and met Ran Jianfeng's eyes, suddenly startled; the other's gaze was like a starry sky, with no visible edge.

Those pitch‑black eyes were like a black hole, ready to swallow Lu Jing whole......

Buzz—

A streak of blue light flowed in Lu Jing's eyes, instantly clearing his mind; he could feel a bead of sweat forming on his back.

Is this testing me, or the inherent pressure of the Martial God Realm?

Lu Jing's heart roiled, yet his exterior showed no change.

He didn't know why the Sword Martial God had summoned him alone—what he wanted to say, or what he intended to do.

"Lu Jing, your spiritual power is indeed strong; when realms differ too much, eye contact causes dizziness, yet you can meet my gaze without any effect......"

Ran Jianfeng chuckled and, in passing, explained the question that had arisen in Lu Jing's mind.

It turned out the disparity of realms caused it.

Lu Jing felt a slight alarm.

If he were to encounter the Dragon Emperor, wouldn't a careless glance risk a mental collapse, never to awaken again?

Is this the gap between gods and mortals......

Truly terrifying.

"Alas, what a pity, truly a pity!"

Ran Jianfeng stared at Lu Jing, his voice filled with regret.

"It's a shame you're a knife user; had your weapon been a sword, perhaps you could inherit my mantle."

Ran Jianfeng sincerely regretted that, given Lu Jing's current talent, had he chosen a sword from the start he might have comprehended Sword Intent.

When Lu Jing and Ranqingmo are together, both masters of Sword Intent, they can train each other, and their offspring's Sword Path talent would not be lacking.

Indeed, Ran Jianfeng truly has his eye on Lu Jing, intending to take him as a son‑in‑law.

Whether it was Lu Jing's strength displayed at the Martial Way Tournament, his courage to challenge higher ranks, or his unyielding demeanor when facing him, all firmly stepped into Ran Jianfeng's heart.

It's a pity Lu Jing cannot inherit his mantle, leaving Ran Jianfeng somewhat disappointed.

However, once he and Ranqingmo have a child, the child can inherit it; starting from scratch, Ran Jianfeng will certainly pave a broad road for his great‑grandson to become a Sword Path deity!

Ran Jianfeng's flattering words fell, yet Lu Jing neither smiled nor startled, his expression unchanged.

"Lu Jing, you're almost nineteen this year, aren't you?"

"Lord Martial God, after the New Year I'll be nineteen."

Lu Jing frowned in reply, not knowing why the other asked.

"I have a great‑granddaughter named Ranqingmo; do you know her?"

Ran Jianfeng thought for a moment, then decided to get to the point.

He was confident about his granddaughter; aside from her Martial Way talent, her fairy‑like beauty alone could enchant any man, rivaling a mental assault.

"Ranqingmo is your granddaughter?"

Lu Jing was slightly startled, then nodded, "Indeed I know her; we just met at the Martial Way Tournament."

Ran Jianfeng's eyes lit up; the two had already known each other, even meeting at the Martial Way Tournament? It seemed he was playing matchmaker.

Indeed, with such an outstanding granddaughter, which young man wouldn't like her?

The next second, Ran Jianfeng uttered something shocking!

"I wish the two of you to marry; what do you think?"

Lu Jing: "???"

Lu Jing's eyes widened, his mind a blank.

If he were drinking water, he'd certainly spit it out.

We've only met your granddaughter once, and you want me to marry her?

You trust me, but I don't trust you yet?!

Lu Jing's pupils trembled; for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Opposite, Ran Jianfeng's gaze burned, flashing with intense longing!

"What, too excited?"

Ran Jianfeng, seeing Lu Jing's startled look, asked with a smile.

"No..."

Lu Jing's expression grew complex; after choosing his words, he politely declined: "Lord Martial God, Ranqingmo and I have only met once, know little of each other, so this is rather......"

"What kind of problem is that?!"

"Aren't you youngsters all into flash marriages? It's not too late to get to know each other later, and I'm very satisfied with you; there's no issue with Qingmo either."

When his words finished, Ran Jianfeng called to the inner chamber: "Ranqingmo, come out, meet your future husband!"

The inner chamber door opened, and Ranqingmo stepped out, carrying a small plate of peach blossom pastries.

Unlike her banquet attire, she now wore a golden‑silk embroidered long dress, her brows bearing a hint of heroic bearing yet retaining natural beauty.

She placed the pastries on the table without a word, standing sprightly beside Ran Jianfeng.

Lu Jing had long noticed someone in the inner chamber, but out of courtesy he neither asked nor probed with spiritual power; it turned out Ranqingmo had arrived there before him.

"What's wrong, Lu Jing, why aren't you speaking?"

Ranjianfeng frowned slightly and asked, "Don't you think our Qingmo isn't good enough for you?"

Lu Jing did not answer immediately, but looked at Ranqingmo.

He saw that the other party also looked at him, their eyes filled with helplessness and grievance.

Moreover, Ranjianfeng's status in the Ran family goes without saying, and Ranqingmo is also extremely filial; if the family insists, even if she doesn't like Lu Jing, she can only obey the elders.

As for what Ranqingmo was thinking, Lu Jing understood it at a glance.

She felt little hostility toward herself, and not much affection either.

After understanding the other party's meaning, Lu Jing suddenly came up with a set of talking points.

"Martial God, the engagement matter is a major life affair; I cannot rashly agree without first asking my parents' opinions. What do you think? Give me some time to discuss with my family, and meanwhile I can also get to know Qingmo better......"

After Lu Jing finished speaking, he glanced at Ranjianfeng cautiously.

Ranjianfeng stroked his beard while pondering.

He saw him look toward Ranqingmo beside him and ask, "Qingmo, what do you think?"

"Grandfather, I can do anything."

Ranqingmo's face was expressionless, as cold as a block of ice.

"Alright, then I'll give you, kid, one month!"

Ranjianfeng nodded in agreement.

Just as Lu Jing let out a sigh of relief, Ranjianfeng's next sentence made his heart leap to his throat.

"From now on, you must be together with Qingmo; isn't the point to get to know each other? How can you understand if you're not together?"