Meng Wan'ning replied, "The Meng family doesn't owe Li Chunfeng a favor, but his school. I don't know the specifics."

"I think my eldest brother also felt Li Chunfeng was asking for too much, so he suggested you become an adopted son."

Meng Wan'ning's reason was reasonable enough, but I felt the Meng family head wanted me as an adopted son because he knew what kind of opponent he was facing, and he was deliberately making things difficult for my father!

But my father agreed!

I slowly released my palm, removing the ghost eyes technique. "Go back and tell your family head: I'm calling off this engagement. If you dare bother me again, be careful you wake up one morning without a head."

Meng Wan'ning said with a livid face, "Li Po! Do you really think the Meng family needs you as an adopted son? What kind of talented young men can't the Meng family find? Why would they look for you?"

"If Li Chunfeng hadn't been afraid the Meng family would go back on their word and signed a Divine-Devil Contract with them, do you think you'd catch the Meng family's eye?"

"Huh?" My eyebrows couldn't help but furrow.

I picked up the marriage certificate on the table again, but I didn't find anything wrong with it. At least in my eyes, it was just an antique-style marriage certificate written with a brush.

Meng Wan'ning said, "There's no need to look, what you have in your hand is just one of the marriage certificates. Only when the two marriage certificates are put together can the Divine-Devil Contract be revealed."

"Li Chunfeng left both marriage certificates in the Meng family back then to constantly remind them that there was a knife hanging over their heads."

I couldn't help but take a deep breath: My dad has really caused me a huge problem!

Both parties to the Divine-Devil Contract are equal. Whoever breaks the contract will be severely punished. If I don't become an adopted son, it's equivalent to my father breaking the contract, and the curse on the contract will definitely fall on him.

It can't be said that my dad didn't consider this thoroughly. It can only be said that he didn't expect my master to guide me into the gate and teach me secret arts, making me a sorcerer.

Even if he thought of this, he wouldn't have thought my master would give me the ability to protect myself in just five years.

Generally speaking, it takes at least ten years for a sorcerer to go from entry to completion. And that's for a relatively gifted disciple.

The average time for sorcerers to complete their training and leave the mountain is around fifteen years.

My master put me in constant "death" threats, forcing me to become a sorcerer within five years.

My dad wouldn't have thought my master would be so ruthless, and he wouldn't have thought I had the talent to practice secret arts. He was only thinking about how to get me through this tribulation in my life.

I don't want to be an adopted son, but I can't put my dad in danger of breaking the contract.

I said with a gloomy face, "What's the way to break the engagement? Don't tell me you don't know."

My master told me: Any contract in the world has conditions that can be resolved. Whether it's Heaven, gods and devils, or ghosts and gods who witness the contract, they will give both parties a chance to go back on their word. It just depends on whether the parties can afford the price of breaking the contract.

Meng Wan'ning looked at me for a long time before saying, "This requires seeing the complete marriage contract. There should be conditions for each party to terminate the contract on it. You still have to go back to the Meng family with me."

"Okay!" I said in a deep voice, "Pack your things, let's go."

Meng Wan'ning said again, "The Meng family doesn't allow women of other surnames to enter the Meng family's territory, you can only bring male subordinates."

Seeing that my face was not right, Meng Wan'ning quickly said, "This has always been the Meng family's rule, it's not to make things difficult for you."

When I looked at Feng Ruoxing, he nodded slightly, meaning: The Meng family does have such a rule.

I said, "Ye Yang, pack your things and come with me."

Ye Yang nodded and glanced at Lao Liu again. He was giving me a look, telling me to bring Lao Liu along too.

Bring Lao Liu?

That's good too!

Ye Yang and I both have fiery tempers. We're likely to start fighting if we don't agree with someone after three sentences. Bringing Lao Liu along will at least provide a buffer.

Moreover, Lao Liu has a very sharp eye for people. Things might be easier with him around.

I turned my head and said, "Lao Liu, pack up too. We'll leave in half an hour."

As for what the Meng family thought, I didn't even ask and left them in the reception room.

When Ye Yang and I set off behind the Meng family's motorcade, Lao Liu leisurely took out a spirit talisman: "Master, would you like to hear what they're saying?"

I've told Lao Liu several times not to call me master, I'm not used to it, but he refuses to change. I can only let him do as he pleases.

This time, however, I didn't let him call me master. "Lao Liu, you can still call me by my name, or call me shopkeeper. Don't use the term master, lest people laugh at us."

"Then I'll call you boss!" Lao Liu is used to being a strategist, and he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't rely on that aspect. But "boss" is better than "master."

After Lao Liu activated the spirit talisman with a smile, the voices of Meng Wan'ning and the old man came from the talisman.

As for when Lao Liu tampered with the other party's car, even I didn't figure it out.