"You wish to be my brother-in-law?" Jue Qingzi looked up and down at Wang Ye, somewhat incredulous.
Jue Shengyi looked at Wang Ye: "According to the customs of the Absolute Blade Primitive Clan, you must defeat Sister Ziman before you can marry her."
Wang Ye was stunned.
Is that really a thing?
The family leader, Emperor Jue, never mentioned it.
Jue Ziman tightly pressed her thin lips like saber wings, staring intently at Wang Ye: "Why choose me?"
Wang Ye said: "Because you are the first one I met, it's fate."
Jue Ziman said: "I'm not suitable to be the Tribe Leader."
Wang Ye said: "No one is born suitable."
Jue Ziman frowned slightly: "I only like to cultivate."
Wang Ye said: "What a coincidence, so do I."
Jue Ziman looked at Wang Ye with a complex gaze: "Maybe you should think it over again, my two sisters are quite nice too."
"I don't want to at all." Jue Qingzi pouted: "He's just supreme, weaker than me."