I am an incredibly handsome man, and my fiancée refuses to call off the engagement even at the cost

As night falls, the lights are on.

The atmosphere in the dining hall of the city lord's mansion was quite strange. Tan Xing'er, Xiao Wanmei, and Xiang Suyun had obviously dressed up carefully, and even Tan Shuo looked three times more handsome than usual.

Their eyes couldn't help but steal glances at the handsome young man in white, who was elegantly dining, but they were afraid of Tan Yue's cold gaze and dared not look openly. Various delicacies were laid out on the table, but apart from Gu Yan, the others' minds were not on the food and wine.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Am I that scary?" Gu Yan asked with a smile.

"How could you scare me, senior? This junior..." Tan Shuo hadn't finished speaking when his father gave him a cold look. He shrank back, terrified by the icy gaze, and dared not say another word.

Gu Yan looked at Tan Shuo and said, "Senior? You should call me Grandmaster."

"Grandmaster?"

Tan Shuo, Xiao Wanmei, Tan Xing'er, and Xiang Suyun all showed surprise and confusion.

"Your father is my disciple, so naturally you are my grand-disciple." Gu Yan picked up a glass of wine and glanced at Tan Yue, who was struggling to control her emotions. He admitted that he was taking revenge. Li Bai's reputation was ruined by this guy. Gu Yan was unhappy whenever the mention of the lecherous demon was mentioned, so he was determined to get some fun from Tan Yue.

Did Dad become a disciple of the great poet Li Bai?

Tan Shuo's eyes were wide open.

Tan Shuo and the others did not realize that Tan Yue had already reached the Spirit Emperor Realm. However, they knew in their hearts how much their father, husband, grandfather, and father-in-law hated Senior Li Bai. How could he possibly become Senior Li Bai's disciple?

What... what exactly is going on?

Xiao Wanmei looked at her husband in disbelief as he gulped down a glass of wine without arguing.

God!

Is this for real?

"Master, Grandmaster?" Tan Shuo's eyes widened.

"My dear grandson, you're more sensible than your father. Your father is not filial at all." Gu Yan put on a condescending tone, which infuriated Tan Yue.

Tan Shuo gazed at Gu Yan's face with fascination and blurted out, "Grandson will definitely take good care of you, Grandmaster, in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard his father give a cold snort that made the hairs on his body stand on end. So Tan Shuo immediately shrank back, like a quail.

Tan Xing'er, who had been about to finish speaking, was too afraid to say anything after seeing this scene. She only felt that her grandfather was terrifying. Senior Li Bai had become her grandfather's master, so what should she call Senior Li Bai from now on? Ancestor?

Xiao Wanmei glanced at her husband, many questions swirling in her mind. How did they become master and disciple? What had happened these past few months? Why did Tan Yue look so angry yet dare not speak out? Had he really been subdued by Senior Li Bai?

It's said that Li Bai might be the Holy Son of the Mystic Desire Sect, but the methods of the Mystic Desire Sect...

Lost in thought, she glanced at Gu Yan and saw him under the lamplight, as flawless as a jade statue. She stared, mesmerized, and blushed. Then, she guiltily glanced at Tan Yue, only to meet her gaze. Xiao Wanmei quickly looked away, but Tan Yue was even more annoyed by her guilty look.

You harlot!

She tried to seduce other men right in front of him.

The cup in Tan Yue's hand was cracked from being squeezed.

The meal ended in an awkward atmosphere. Regardless of Tan Yue's mood, Gu Yan was in a good mood. After the meal, Gu Yan went to her guest room to rest.

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The window was open, and the moon could be seen on the horizon. An adorable snow shadow tiger cub was jumping around happily on the bed, then burrowed under the covers. The covers bunched up, and after a while, a fluffy little head popped out from inside.

The adorable cubs are rolling around on the bed.

Because Gu Yan hadn't let it out to play for a long time, it was especially excited. Gu Yan sat by the window, reading the ancestral master's alchemy notes. If the Yuan Soul Fruit, Dragon Soul Grass, and other spiritual herbs were all refined into pills and consumed, could they repair the last scar on her primordial spirit?

Gu Yan was thinking when she sensed someone approaching. A moment later, she heard a knock on the door, followed by a woman's sobbing outside.

"Sir, Mr. Li Bai, please help me! Please help me!"

It was Xiao Wanmei.

Gu Yan stood up and walked towards the door. He opened it, and Xiao Wanmei, tears streaming down her face, knelt down upon seeing him. Xiao Wanmei cried, her face streaked with tears, "Sir, Tan Yue wants to divorce me. If he divorces me, I have no face to live anymore! Sir, sir, please help me, sir—"

Large tears rolled down Xiao Wanmei's cheeks.

Gu Yan turned her gaze to Tan Yue, who had followed them there: "Why are you divorcing your wife?"

Tan Yue looked at the weeping Xiao Wanmei and sneered, "Why can't I divorce her? This fickle woman brought this on herself."

Xiao Wanmei felt both ashamed and guilty by his words, and even had the urge to kill herself. Several figures rushed over; it was Tan Shuo, Tan Xing'er, and Xiang Suyun.

"Father, you can't divorce Mother. If you divorce her, how will she live? I'll be laughed to death too." Tan Shuo knelt in front of Tan Yue.

Tan Xing'er and her mother also knelt down, weeping as they said:

"Grandpa, you can't divorce Grandma. Please, don't divorce Grandma."

"Father-in-law, please think it over!"

Tan Yue kicked Tan Shuo to the ground: "You bastard, are you afraid of being laughed at? Anyway, our Tan family is already a laughing stock in other people's eyes, so what's one more joke?"

He continued to sneer at Xiao Wanmei: "Why are you crying again? Hasn't your heart already been with another man? I'm divorcing you, that's doing you a favor, you should be laughing."

As he spoke, his eyes glanced at the "wild man" standing there.

Gu Yan: "..."

That wicked disciple dares to make veiled insults right to my face.

"Sir, sir, please help me! Sir, I beg you!" Xiao Wanmei cried, grabbing Gu Yan's hand. She felt guilty towards her husband, but she really didn't want him to divorce her.

If he divorces her, she will be too ashamed to face anyone. And, and if he divorces her, what will happen in the future...?

Perhaps we will never have the chance to see Mr. Li Bai again.

She doesn't want to.

Gu Yan gently pulled his hand away from Xiao Wanmei's and said, "Don't worry, I won't let him divorce you. Xing'er, help your grandmother up."

Tan Xing'er stood up and helped Xiao Wanmei up.

Tan Yue glared angrily at Gu Yan: "You even have the right to interfere with my divorce?"

Gu Yan smiled slightly: "I am your master, so why can't I interfere in your affairs? In short, you are not allowed to divorce your wife. That's an order!"

Gu Yan's order will definitely take effect, but that won't stop Tan Yue's anger.

His eyes were bloodshot as he said sarcastically:

"Fine, fine, I won't divorce her. Without the title of Mrs. Tan, it wouldn't be exciting enough. I can't stay in this house anymore. Do whatever you want, you're the loving family."

Tan Yue shouted her last words, and then transformed into a purple rainbow and disappeared into the night sky.

He walked for three days, and after three days he found that no one came looking for him.

His wife didn't come looking for him, his son didn't come looking for him, his granddaughter didn't come looking for him, and even his despicable, shameless, and vile master didn't come looking for him, even though he hadn't gone very far.

After staying outside for another three days, he couldn't resist and returned to the city lord's mansion in Changyang City.