At that moment, Wu Xia was filled with a commanding and domineering presence.
It left everyone stunned.
If Xiao Nihuang or Long Zhantian had been narrating at the time, they would have been surprised.
Because the powerful aura that Wu Xia was now exuding was exactly like that of Xiao Nihuang's regal bearing, even more overbearing than Xiao Nihuang herself.
Lin Jiao's eyes brimmed with emotion, but she did not want to upset her family.
"Xia, don't resort to violence; let's talk things through," she pleaded.
"Okay," murmured Wu Xia with a nod, before shoving Lin Yong so hard that he stumbled backwards, almost falling to the ground. As Lin Yong was about to charge over again in a furious roar, Wu Xia said coldly,
"I'll offer two hundred thousand for the bride price!"
Lin Yong's raised hand froze mid-air, his eyes wide with shock.
