845 The Tree of the Warming Soul

"Now, can you cancel the arranged marriage?"

Ling Xian's face was expressionless and his eyes were cold.

This petrified Clan Leader Wang and he acted as if he was struck by lightning. His face was red and puffy as he nodded with difficulty to imply that he agrees to end the arranged marriage.

After that short rebuttal, he has now completely understood that, not just him, but the entire Wang Clan cannot afford to provoke this young man.

Therefore, he could only let him win and he had to agree to his requests.

"Very well."

The corner of Ling Xian's lips curled up. He swung his right arm and Clan Leader Wang was flung out. He collapsed onto the ground and begun to puke blood.

His eyes were full of fear.

The other members of the Wang Clan reacted the same. They didn't expect such an aggressive character to appear.

"Remember, don't cause the Wang Clan trouble. Know that I don't mind if I get blood on my hands."