Could it be that my father's dying wish for me to come to the Feng Family was to marry Uncle Feng's daughter, Feng Yiyun?

Jiang Hao was shocked, and suddenly understood why the Feng Family had been treating him so poorly.

No wonder my father never told me what his last wish was before he died.

With my personality, I would never agree to a childhood betrothal, such a feudal marriage.

"Uncle Feng, did Yiyun and I really have a childhood betrothal?"

Jiang Hao ignored Feng Zitong and Feng Haoming, turning instead to look at Feng Wanming.

Feng Wanming nodded heavily. "It was an agreement between your father and me, a promise."

"Uncle Feng, if my father's last wish was for me to marry Yiyun, I hope to cancel this marriage," Jiang Hao said earnestly.

He was the King of Assassins, living a life licking blood off the blade. Now he had only temporarily retired from the underworld, not permanently.

As the saying goes, once you enter the underworld, it's as deep as the sea, and there's no turning back.

Getting married now would harm both himself and others.

Jiang Hao's words about breaking off the engagement left everyone slightly stunned.

Compared to others, Feng Yiyun's face showed more joy.

"Jiang Hao, you hypocrite, stop pretending. Didn't you come to our house today because you found out my sister is getting engaged to the Wan Family's son in three days, and you're afraid you won't be able to climb up our family tree, so you rushed over?" Feng Haoming's face was full of mockery and disdain.

"My brother is right, you're just a hypocrite." Seeing her brother take the lead in attacking Jiang Hao, Feng Zitong, being part of the Feng Family and close to her sister, also chimed in.

Jiang Hao glanced at the self-righteous siblings, then looked at the others, noticing that apart from Feng Wanming, the rest also looked at him with suspicion.

Clearly, they didn't believe what he had said earlier.

"If you want to prove you're not a hypocrite, then leave our Feng Family immediately and never step foot here again," Feng Haoming glared at Jiang Hao with a provocative look.

"How dare you, apologize to Haozi immediately, or see how I teach you a lesson!"

Feng Wanming, seeing his son treating Jiang Hao like this, was furious and stepped forward to discipline his son.

Before his palm could land on Feng Haoming, Old Master Feng quickly stepped in front of his grandson. "Wanming, if you want to hit Haoming, you have to step over my old bones first!"

Seeing his father blocking him, Feng Wanming could only give up reluctantly.

"He's just a first-rate beggar, what right does he have to be my brother-in-law!"

Seeing his grandfather blocking, Feng Haoming suddenly felt a bit more confident, pointing at Jiang Hao with indignation.

No one noticed the cold glint that appeared in Jiang Hao's eyes at that moment.

Those familiar with him in 'Wolf' knew that once that cold glint appeared in his eyes, it meant the Wolf King was about to go on a killing spree.

The murderous intent surged but was quickly suppressed by Jiang Hao.

Feng Wanming was his father's closest comrade and brother; how could he kill the man's son?

Jiang Hao walked up to Feng Haoming with a cold expression. "Didn't you say I'm a hypocrite and told me to get out of the Feng Family? Let me tell you, I will fulfill the agreement between our fathers."

His voice was low and cold, his eyes like those of a wolf, making Feng Haoming, who had always lived in the sunlight, shiver uncontrollably.

Feng Haoming swallowed, took two steps back, and pointed at Jiang Hao, trembling. "Dad, listen to him, Jiang Hao is too arrogant!"

"Enough, stop talking," Feng Wanming scolded Feng Haoming. "If you hadn't provoked him first, would Haozi be so angry?"

Seeing his father still defending Jiang Hao at this point, Feng Haoming angrily turned and left the house, driving away in his Porsche.

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"Dad, are you really going to cancel my engagement with the Wan Family and let me marry Jiang Hao?" Feng Yiyun looked at her father in disbelief.

Feng Wanming glanced at Jiang Hao, then looked at his daughter and said softly, "Your marriage with Haozi was decided twenty years ago, and it cannot be changed."

"A daughter is not a commodity to be bought and sold at your whim." Feng Yiyun's pretty face was full of anger. "Dad, you've disappointed me too much. To selfishly fulfill your promise, you control my marriage and disregard my happiness. You don't deserve to be a father!" With that, tears welled up in her beautiful eyes.

Seeing his daughter so heartbroken, Feng Wanming's eyes showed reluctance, but when he thought of his old comrade who was injured saving him, leading to his family's ruin, his reluctance disappeared, replaced by determination.

Seeing the determination in her father's eyes, Feng Yiyun's heart turned cold. She turned and left the house with tears in her eyes.

"I have classes at school, so I won't stay at home." Seeing her sister and brother leave in distress, Feng Zitong also found an excuse and hurriedly left the house.

Feng Zitong was twenty years old and currently a sophomore at Wuling University, so the excuse was reasonable.

Li Yuemei, seeing all three children driven out by her husband, glared at him angrily and left the living room to return to her room.

"Xiao Liu, arrange a room for Jiang Hao, let him put down his luggage, take a good bath, and rest."

Old Master Feng instructed the housekeeper.

Jiang Hao sensibly followed the housekeeper out of the living room and went upstairs.

He knew Old Master Feng was clearing the room, wanting to talk to his son alone.

Now, only Old Master Feng and his son were left in the living room.

"Wanming, are you determined to marry Yiyun to Jiang Hao?" Old Master Feng looked at his son seriously.

"Yes!" Feng Wanming looked at his father, his expression firm. "Haozi's father's death was because of me. If he hadn't been injured saving me, he wouldn't have left hidden injuries, leading to his family's ruin."

"Now that Haozi has come to our home to fulfill the promise between his father and me, how can I break that promise? What kind of person would I be then?"

Old Master Feng was surprised; he hadn't expected Jiang Hao's father's death to be related to his son.

After a long silence, Old Master Feng sighed. "By doing this, you're fulfilling the promise and atoning for your sins, but you're making Yiyun suffer!"

"Yiyun is my daughter. I believe she will understand her father's difficulties in the future." Feng Wanming's face was bitter.

"Now, almost everyone in Wuling knows about the engagement between our Feng Family and the Wan Family. If you cancel it now, it will surely provoke the Wan Family's anger." Old Master Feng continued earnestly, "The Wan Family has deep roots in Hannan Province and has connections to the underworld. If they retaliate, are you prepared to handle it?"

"Your son can handle it."

Feng Wanming appeared confident, but his heart was filled with worry and uncertainty. Yet, he had no choice now; he would never break his promise or betray his word.

"As long as you can handle it!" Old Master Feng nodded. After a long silence, he slowly said, "I won't oppose you marrying Yiyun to Jiang Hao. But you must agree to three conditions."

"Dad, just say it! As long as it's not too harsh or intentionally difficult, I'll agree to three conditions, even thirty."

Seeing his father not opposing, Feng Wanming smiled.

"First, Jiang Hao must pass a three-month evaluation period before he can marry Yiyun."

"Why?" Feng Wanming was puzzled.

"If Jiang Hao is a criminal or has character flaws, how can he be a son-in-law of our Feng Family? Our son-in-law can be without money, talent, or background, but not without virtue."

Feng Wanming nodded, agreeing with his father's suggestion.

"Second, during the evaluation period, Jiang Hao can live and eat with the Feng Family, but you cannot provide him with any financial or substantial assistance, not even finding him a job. I don't want the Feng Family to support a lazy parasite who completely depends on our family."

Feng Wanming hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement again.

"Third, and the last condition. Even if Jiang Hao passes the three-month evaluation period and can marry Yiyun, he must become a live-in son-in-law of our Feng Family."

"Our Feng Family, no matter what, holds a prominent position in Wuling City. How can we marry our eldest daughter to a poor boy with no parents or background? If this gets out, wouldn't it be a laughingstock?"

Feng Wanming decisively refused. "Dad, Haozi is the son of my comrade. My comrade lost his life saving me, leading to his family's ruin. How can I be so selfish as to make his only son a live-in son-in-law, cutting off the Jiang Family's lineage?"

Old Master Feng fell silent, acknowledging that his son had a point.

After pondering for a moment, the old man slowly said, "There's a workaround. They can have their second child take the Jiang surname."

Feng Wanming was silent for a moment, then seeing his father's unyielding gaze, he finally nodded. "I'll try to work it out with Haozi."

...

The housekeeper arranged a room for Jiang Hao on the third floor.

This room was at least twenty meters away from the living room where Old Master Feng was.

Yet, every word of their conversation was heard by Jiang Hao, lying on the bed.

It wasn't that he intentionally eavesdropped, but his senses were too sharp after reaching the Half-Step Transcendent Realm, allowing him to hear the conversation downstairs clearly through the door.

He didn't care about the three conditions proposed by Old Master Feng.

He never intended to be a son-in-law of the Feng Family, let alone a live-in son-in-law. His earlier statement about fulfilling the agreement was merely to counter their words and dilute his murderous intent.

Money! Jiang Hao was the leader of 'Wolf.'

'Wolf' wasn't just a simple assassin organization; the industries it controlled were countless.

Diamond mines in Africa, oil companies in several small Middle Eastern countries... even a well-known Western ancient family depended on 'Wolf.'

As the Wolf King, Jiang Hao's personal wealth exceeded one billion dollars, but it was all stored in Ruijin Bank abroad.

To avoid exposing his identity, he couldn't easily use those funds now.

After showering, Jiang Hao sat cross-legged on the bed, practicing the internal breathing method 'Marrow Cleansing Method' taught by his master.

This breathing method could absorb the energy of heaven and earth, cleanse the marrow, and strengthen the internal organs.

Internal martial arts emphasize working from the inside out.

The internal organs are the foundation of a person; a strong foundation allows one to break through personal limits and transcend to sainthood.

Currently, Jiang Hao's practice had reached a bottleneck, and meditation was ineffective for him. But the habit formed over the years was as natural as people thinking of sleeping at night.

After meditating, he habitually glanced at his chest, where a dragon-shaped totem the size of a one-yuan coin was faintly visible.

Touching the raised dragon-shaped totem, his eyes were filled with deep confusion.

This raised dragon-shaped totem wasn't something he was born with, nor was it artificially created later. It suddenly appeared on his chest when his meridians were reshaped, and he stepped into the Half-Step Transcendent Realm.

Could it be that every martial artist about to enter the Transcendent Realm has this dragon-shaped totem on their chest? Jiang Hao murmured to himself: Or is it due to other external reasons, such as physical illness, or skin and flesh changes?

...

Knock, knock!

A knock on the door sounded.

Jiang Hao opened his eyes, got up, and walked towards the door.

He knew that Feng Wanming was standing outside, here to persuade him about becoming a live-in son-in-law.

The door opened, and Feng Wanming stepped into the room.

"Haozi, is the room comfortable?" Feng Wanming asked with a smile.

"Comfortable!" Jiang Hao nodded.

Feng Wanming sat down, chatted about some family matters with Jiang Hao, and then mentioned the three conditions proposed by his father.

To his surprise, Jiang Hao agreed almost without hesitation.

After the initial surprise, Feng Wanming couldn't help but wonder: Could Haozi really be here for the wealth and glory of the Feng Family, as his children said?

Though he had such thoughts, Feng Wanming didn't look down on Jiang Hao. On the contrary, he felt even more guilty.

If Jiang Hao's father hadn't been injured saving him, leading to his family's ruin, Jiang Hao wouldn't have become an orphan, willing to bow down for wealth and glory.

"Child, Uncle Feng is sorry for you!" Feng Wanming patted Jiang Hao's shoulder with a guilty expression, then turned and left.

Feng Wanming had more important matters to attend to now. He needed to personally visit the Wan Family to cancel his daughter's engagement with them.