An Extraordinary Player

"I came to rescue you, yet you set a trap for me. If I were a rogue cultivator, I wouldn't hesitate. Even in the heart of the Foreman family home, I will end you," Braydon Neal declared, his voice steady but his gaze piercing. 

To him, enemies knew no gender—those who fell beneath the Northern King's blade included women.

Eva Foreman gritted her teeth, grasping the kind of person Braydon was.

Attempting to diffuse the tension, Galliard Foreman interjected, "Alright, you two have just met. What deep-seated grudges could you possibly harbor? And Braydon, you're being rather harsh. Eva is your prospective wife. How can you be so ruthless?"

Braydon's expression darkened at the absurdity of the statement. 

Since when did Eva become his intended spouse? 

It was preposterous.

"Galliard and I have reached an understanding. If you can cure Eva, you can marry her," Kohen Neal interjected, coughing.