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Watching Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao leave, Sun Ce and Zhou Yu couldn't help feeling a sense of loss, so much so that even the nearly one billion in goods they had captured today were not on their minds. They exchanged glances, each noticing the other's somewhat dazed expression, and were taken aback.
"Let's go. It's time to prepare the betrothal gifts. I'm going to marry her!" Zhou Yu turned to Sun Ce and said.
"Don't you already have a fiancée?" Sun Ce was taken aback.
"Isn't she still unmarried?" Zhou Yu said calmly, "A mere marriage agreement can't stop me. Don't you want to marry Qiao Wei?"
"Aren't you afraid of offending the Zhang Family?" Sun Ce said, surprised.
"In terms of family, my Zhou family has produced three Dukes over three generations. In terms of talent, I, Zhou Yu, believe myself to be second to none in the Zhang family. What is there to fear? I have made up my mind to marry Qiao Ying," Zhou Yu said nonchalantly.