At first, he didn't care much about love between men and women, but Nalan Yuer was secretly engaged to a brother from the branch family and dared to associate with other men.
Doing such a shameless thing wasn't enough—she even returned home to break off the engagement before moving on.
Such a woman made Long Nian feel disgusted, and he couldn't help but sympathize even more with his clan brother's plight.
Seeing Long Nian's eagerness to visit the Long family in Cloud City, Long Chen turned to Long Hongwen beside him and said, "Let's go."
Once those words fell, Long Hongwen snapped out of his thoughts and immediately ordered the group to depart the Long family and head toward Cloud City.
A few days later — Cloud City
A carriage moved through the bustling city streets.
Inside the carriage sat a richly dressed man and woman.
"Yuer, once we arrive at the Long family, how do you want to handle things?"
Nu Qing's eyes were filled with obsession as he stared at the snowy-white skin of the beauty before him, speaking casually with a smile on his face.
Feeling his intense gaze, Nalan Yuer shyly lowered her head. "When the time comes, we'll just break off the engagement.
After all, the Nalan family and the Long family have been friends for over a decade, and Uncle Long's family has treated me quite well.
If I just leave like this... I'll feel guilty."
Hearing this, Nu Qing's eyes flickered, and a cold glint quietly appeared in their depths. "Since that's what you want, of course I'll listen to you. But if the Long family doesn't know their place, don't blame me for being harsh."
"You mustn't be reckless," Nalan Yuer quickly said, sensing something off in his tone. "Even though the Long family is small, the master behind them cannot be underestimated. If you cause trouble, I fear the sect leader may reprimand you."
Hearing her concern, Nu Qing's heart warmed slightly.
Not wanting to lose face in front of her, he smirked proudly and said with disdain, "Trouble? That's nothing. Even if it's the patriarch of the Long family, so what? They're just a third-rate family.
If they dare stand against us when we're here to settle something so minor... Heh, Uncle Kun alone could send them all straight to the King of Hell!"
"So why should we care about some minor clan that doesn't even have a single cultivator in the Innate Realm?"
Hearing Nu Qing's arrogant words, Nalan Yuer's face flushed slightly.
She recalled Uncle Kun—the middle-aged man driving the carriage—personally assigned by the sect leader to protect Nu Qing. With cultivation in the second stage of the Innate Realm, destroying a clan like the Longs would be trivial.
Thinking of this, Nalan Yuer's expression softened, and she couldn't help but pity the Long family.
After a while, the carriage came to a halt.
A deep voice sounded from outside: "Sir, we've arrived at the Long family residence."
Feeling the stop, Nu Qing raised his right hand and opened the window, letting the sunlight stream in.
Then he extended his left hand toward Nalan Yuer. "Come down with me."
Seeing this, Nalan Yuer hesitated.
After all, they were at the gates of the Long family's home. If they behaved this intimately here, what would people think?
But... with Nu Qing's noble status, he didn't need to care about such things.
With her heart racing and a strange excitement rising within her, she slowly reached out her slender hand and let him hold it.
Feeling the softness in his palm, Nu Qing smiled triumphantly and helped her down from the carriage.
At this moment, more than a dozen members of the Long family were standing at the gate.
Seeing the couple's intimate behavior, their expressions immediately darkened, and anger surged in their hearts.
However, due to Nu Qing's identity, they could only curse silently and hold their tongues.
Noticing their reactions, Nu Qing laughed loudly, but didn't let go of her hand. "Let's go take a look inside."
With that, he confidently pulled Nalan Yuer through the crowd and into the Long family courtyard.
They didn't stop until they reached the meeting hall.
Inside, a group of Long family elders had already gathered.
When they saw the way Nu Qing and Nalan Yuer entered so rudely, the hall erupted in murmurs.
The Long family had spent over fifty years building their reputation in Cloud City, and Nu Qing's behavior was trampling that name into the dirt.
If word of this spread, they would become the laughingstock of the city.
In the crowd stood a slender black-haired youth.
When he saw the couple walking in so boldly, rage filled his chest.
He had accepted his disability and the harsh reality that came with it. Even regarding the engagement, he had planned to ask his grandfather Long Hongwen to annul it, not wanting to burden anyone else.
But now—now that they'd come here so publicly to break it off—this was an open insult!
This was a blatant humiliation! How could he possibly endure it?
Long Yan, believing he had no future and nothing left to lose, stepped forward from the crowd and said, loud and clear:
"Nalan Yuer, aren't we still engaged? What's the meaning of all this? Where's your shame? You slut!"
A heavy silence fell across the hall. Everyone turned to look at the speaker.
When they saw it was Long Yan, many Long family members broke out in cold sweat.
Some who were closer to him even reached out, trying to pull him back.
Although they agreed with his words in their hearts, saying such things in front of a Cloud Sect disciple was courting death.
At that moment, Nalan Yuer couldn't meet Long Yan's eyes. Her heart was filled with guilt, and she unconsciously withdrew her hand from Nu Qing's.
Feeling her hand slip from his, Nu Qing's expression darkened.
He looked over at Long Yan. After a moment's surprise, realizing the speaker was just a powerless cripple, his lips curled into a cold smile.
"Haha! A waste with no cultivation, and he dares talk to me like that? You've got guts! Do you even know what it means to insult me?"