"Then we should hurry to pick a date, the last event of the competition among the Eight Big Families is coming up soon." The patriarch continued to speak.
"Once the competition is over, it's not too late to arrange the engagement banquet," argued Mu Xiaojiu.
However, the patriarch interrupted him, seemingly a bit anxious.
"If possible, it would be best to have the engagement banquet before the competition."
Before the competition... Baili Xia trembled with fright, almost dropping the cup she had just picked up.
She looked at the patriarch, her face slightly pale.
"Grandfather, is there such a rush? Brother and I recently... we haven't had much time; we need to train."
"How can you not have time? Aren't you all just idling around, going out and having fun?"
The patriarch glanced at her, then glared at Mu Xiaoyao, his expression becoming stern.
"You both seem so happy when playing around, but why do you both look like this at the mention of marriage?"
