Now hearing the young man say this, Ye Xiyao, though skeptical, couldn't help but harbor a sliver of hope in her heart.
"You claim that Xiyao is a princess of some Zixiao Dynasty in the Upper Realm? What proof do you have!" Li Changlin was momentarily startled. He quickly sat upright.
Though he didn't care about these people before him, anything involving Xiyao's lineage was something he couldn't afford to be careless about.
"Of course, I have evidence. I can even take Ye Xiyao back to the Upper Realm to find her relatives." The young man smirked as he looked at Li Changlin and said with faint disdain, "However, Ye Xiyao, if you wish to find your family, you'll need to leave Li Changlin and instead marry Cheng Hui."
"Impossible!" Upon hearing this, Ye Xiyao immediately shook her head and refused. "My lineage is irrelevant. If your condition is for me to leave Brother Changlin and marry Cheng Hui, you're simply delusional!"
