Nangong Su was indeed surprised, but could still accept it.
On the other hand, Zhang Tiao looked quite displeased.
In his early forties, having reached the Ninth Transformation stage, Zhang Tiao claimed himself to be one of Xia's young elite, with the potential to join the ranks of the War Gods in the future, and it was not an exaggeration.
He boasted such conditions that, without exaggeration, there would definitely be no shortage of pursuers around him.
Nangong Ling was excellent, but Zhang Tiao was not bad either.
Just a moment ago, the patriarch, Nangong Su, had confidently assured that he could facilitate this arranged marriage. Yet the next moment, the woman he had set his heart on came home arm-in-arm with a handsome young man.
Who could endure such a situation?
Zhang Tiao only felt as if a hat had been placed on his head.
Shock aside,
as the head of the family, Nangong Su couldn't lose his etiquette.
