Flying Frost Pavilion? When he heard the name of this top-level sect, Si Rong made a mental note and did not continue speaking.
Feng Xiang took the letter from the servant and read it immediately. After reading, he excitedly told Xu Jiayi, "My dear, there's hope for Yu'er! Pei'er says she's on her way home to celebrate my birthday!"
Si Rong raised an eyebrow. He knew that the Second Miss of the Feng family was a child prodigy. The Flying Frost Pavilion had taken her in as a novice disciple at the young age of ten. The Feng clan was backed by a top-level sect!
If that were the case, then this marriage must move forward. I must not let it slip, Si Rong thought to himself. He interrupted Feng Xiang, saying, "Uncle, Auntie, regardless of what happens to Yu'er, I am willing to take her as my official wife."
