"What topic? What topic is this? I'm here to find out your final decision! Are we going to retire here and live in seclusion, or shall I personally eliminate one of your major rivals?" After drawing his gaze away from the yellow-robed beauty, Han Li firmly straightened his face and said. Upon hearing Han Li's words, Yan Shi slightly furrowed her brows and slowly replied to him, "Mr. Han, please don't be impatient. After much deliberation yesterday, our sisters have decided on the second course of action. However, regarding the terms—we would like to make a few adjustments." "I've already mentioned this—our ladies should not haggle. This matter is final. Either fully accept my terms, or choose the second option." Han Li exclaimed, his expression suddenly stern. "How do you find our three young ladies in appearance?" Yan Shi, ignoring Han Li's displeasure, suddenly shifted the topic and turned her attention to the three sisters of Mo Clan. "They are truly of the highest grace—describing them as 'of national beauty and naturally elegant' would be no exaggeration." Han Li was momentarily startled, but then smiled lightly. He had a vague sense of what Lady Yan's intentions were. "Our demands are not excessive," she said, pointing to the jade pearls and the other ladies behind her. "All we ask is that you eliminate the heads of Wusi Gate and Dubei Manor. Should you agree, not only will we remove the poison from the jade you hold, but we will also marry your three sisters to you—your wives and concubines. Didn't you just keep glancing at Feng Wu? As soon as you agree, she will become part of your Han family!" Lady Yan spoke earnestly. "Four-ma!" "Mother!" The faces of Mo Yu Zhu and Mo Cai Huan turned pale, and they exclaimed in surprise—clearly, they had not been informed of this proposal beforehand. The sudden offer from Lady Yan had left them stunned. Mo Feng Wu, though slightly pale, remained composed. It's no wonder they're so慌, for Han Li himself is far from striking—completely unlike the ideal husband they had in mind. There's not a single similarity between him and their expectations. How could they willingly marry Han Li? "Enough!" Yan Shi settled her expression, her voice cold and firm. "This matter has already been settled between me and the other maids of the household. You shall not back out. If you do, you'll be expelled from the Mo family immediately." The moment those words were spoken, all three sisters were stunned. Mo Yu Zhu bit her lower lip, her face pale and stern, while Mo Cai Huan stared blankly at her two beloved sisters—her second and fifth sisters—her eyes filled with appeal. Only Mo Feng Wu remained relatively composed, though her body still trembled slightly, leaning against the wall behind her, motionless. "I don't need to pressure you with any further demands! Your conditions—I cannot accept them. As I've said before, no matter what you ask, I will not take unnecessary risks. My own life—I still hold it very dear." After a moment of silence, Han Li replied firmly, outright rejecting Yin Shi's proposal. To claim that Han Li remained unmoved by the beauty of the three sisters of Mo Family was pure fiction. However, after careful consideration, he realized that if he were to eliminate the other two dominant powers in Lanshou all at once, it would inevitably draw the attention of those with keen eyes—potentially leading to his own demise. Simply think of what would happen after the collapse of Wuse Gate and Dubei Manor: Yin Shi would surely rise with Jingjiao Association, becoming the greatest beneficiary. Moreover, with himself—an outsider—suddenly appearing at the Mo family and marrying all three of the Mo sisters at once, it would be obvious to everyone that he was both the chief architect and the principal culprit behind this entire affair. Should any mysterious forces tied to cultivators emerge as a result, Han Li, a mere half-way cultivator, would surely face dire consequences—his life might well be at risk. Then, what good would it do to have the three sisters of Mo family as beautiful as they are? So Han Li could only sigh quietly, pushing the three vivacious and beautiful ladies aside with firm determination. As for whether the Mu sisters liked him or not, Han Li didn't really care—once he had secured their presence, winning their hearts would inevitably follow. But now, all of this was of no use. To Han Li, the three Mu sisters had become an unbearable burden—something he absolutely could not afford to touch. At this very moment, his only goal was to rid himself of the lingering cold poison and leave this turbulent place as soon as possible. What happened to the Mu family afterward—whether they prospered or suffered—would no longer concern him. Upon hearing Han Li's polite refusal, although the Yan family members' faces fell slightly, the Mu sisters' sentiments toward him greatly improved. The youngest, Mu Caichuan, even broke into tears and laughed, giving Han Li a playful scowl. Even the gaze of Mu Yuzhu and Mu Fengwu toward Han Li softened, and they now regarded him with fresh appreciation. Yan Shi sighed, exchanged glances with Li Shi and the others, then turned back, saying with a sense of helplessness, "Since Mr. Han is unwilling to agree, then we shall proceed as he has suggested. We will deliver the Nu Yang Jade to you, provided that Mr. Han can eliminate the current master of the Du Ba Pavilion, the 'Furious Lion' Ouyang Feitian, and thus enable you to recover from your poison." "The master of the estate, who has long dominated the estate, is of the same generation as our lord, and is nearly the same age. He has always been ambitious, aiming to dominate the entire Lanshou region. Thus, he has adopted a strategy of first weakening and then strengthening, seeking to first absorb our Jingjiao Guild before turning his attention to the Wusè Gate. Several years ago, he encouraged our lord's brother-in-arms, Ma Kongtian, and our lord's second disciple, Zhao Kun, in an effort to split the Jingjiao Guild. However, we sisters uncovered their plans and preemptively eliminated both men and their allies. As a result, the Jingjiao Guild suffered significant losses and was gradually pushed back by the forces of the sole-dominant estate, eventually being forced to consolidate its strength and defend its stronghold in Jiyuan City." Yan Shi gently revealed some of the hidden details about the Jingjiao Guild. "But now, your influence in Jiyuan City seems to be rather limited—wouldn't that mean the sole-dominant estate hesitate to launch a decisive campaign to completely eliminate you?" Han Li pondered, expressing some confusion. "Ah-hah!" The bold young man, Ou Fangtian, dared not launch an attack here—there must be good reasons. If you wish to know them, simply agree to our sisters' original terms, and I shall tell the young lord. The third lady chuckled, speaking with half-serious, half-playful grace. "Hehe! Well, then, let's leave it at that—I'm only slightly curious!" Han Li remained as composed as ever. "Honestly! How can he not act like a true man? Just a little effort, and he's unwilling to give it!" The third lady pouted, as though teasing Han Li with a romantic flair. The other ladies, including Yan Shi, paid no attention to her actions, but the three Mo sisters felt their cheeks grow warm. After all, their elders were being openly teased by the very men they had originally intended to marry—how could that be acceptable? Mo Caikuan pouted and glared firmly at Han Li. Yet Han Li seemed completely unaware, continuing as before: "The third lady speaks so casually—this little effort might well cost my life. Then perhaps I never was a true man after all!" "All that matters is that he remains a man!" Perhaps the last words were a bit too direct, causing the three wives across from him to be momentarily stunned, their lips parting into a gentle, admiring smile. Even Lady Li and Lady Yan expressed some displeasure. "How do you intend to eliminate Ou Yang Fei Tian? He spends most of his time within the manor, rarely ventures out. Moreover, he is exceptionally skilled in martial arts and possesses remarkable strategic acumen—quite difficult to handle," Lady Yan said, her expression firm and serious. "That need not concern the fourth lady at all. As long as she prepares for me a fine horse and a portrait of this man, I will ensure he vanishes from this world entirely," said Han Li, speaking with complete indifference. "I hope so," Lady Yan replied softly. "However, before that, might I have your assurance—something to guarantee that upon my return with the task accomplished, you ladies will not turn cold on me?" Han Li said, his tone light and casual. "What assurance would you require?" Lady Yan did not seem at all displeased, as if she had anticipated this request all along. "The pills in this bottle—please each of you take one. As for what kind of medicine it is, I’ll keep that to myself. By the time I return from killing Ou Yang Liantian, I’ll exchange the antidote for the jade jewels you’re each holding." Han Li removed a porcelain bottle and placed it on the table, then stared coldly at Yan Shi and the others. Without a word, Yan Shi extended her delicate jade hands, grasped the bottle, poured out a greenish-blue pill, glanced at Li Shi and the others, then swallowed it whole. "Brave! Decisive! Truly worthy of being the head of the Jing Jiao Society!" Han Li clapped his hands in approval, then turned his gaze to the remaining members.