Seeing Ye Ming's indifferent expression, Lin Mengdie suddenly felt a surge of defeat.
Her beauty was captivating, and her charm exceptional. Many had lined up to pursue her, but she had rejected each one.
Many men, upon seeing her, couldn't even walk straight, their speech stuttering.
Yet before her, Ye Ming seemed utterly unaffected, showing no change in his expression upon hearing of their engagement.
After a moment of thought, Lin Mengdie continued, "Although there's an engagement between us, I never agreed that you could marry me. I once vowed that the man who wishes to marry me must be stronger than I am and must defeat me first!"
"If you're nothing but a weakling, I will absolutely not marry you."
"In the upcoming Martial Artist Conference, I will give you this chance. If you lose to me there, the engagement will be nullified immediately!"
Ye Ming raised an eyebrow and asked indifferently, "Are you that strong?"