Luo Yu walked towards the long line forming inside the courtyard.
The young servant's low muttering was easily overheard by his keen ears, but with his current status, he didn't deem it necessary to take offense with a servant.
Shaking his head with a light chuckle, he reached the end of the line.
He didn't plan to jump out and use his strength to oppress others, preferring to stand in the crowd first and observe the situation.
For one, he wanted to see what was going on with so many people coming to propose marriage.
Secondly, he wanted to understand what kind of person Bai Chenxiang was.
In theory, her appearance and character should both be decent, but what if there were discrepancies?
If he detected any flaws in Bai Chenxiang's character, then even if she were as beautiful as a flower, he wouldn't get involved with her just for the sake of completing a system task.
He could always go to the far northern lands to find the Ice and Snow Empresses if he didn't want the reward package after completing the task.
Actually, upon self-reflection, Luo Yu conceded that he might be a little fickle.
But he had one strong principle: every woman he got along with was someone he had feelings for, someone he liked.
If the system designated a woman he didn't like, he would definitely resist and refuse.
However...
Er...
Luo Yu touched his prominent nose with some embarrassment.
The system seemed to understand him quite well.
Every goddess it locked onto happened to be just his type.
Their looks, talents, figures, and personalities were rare among mortals.
Tch!
Is it my fault for being lecherous?
Definitely not my fault.
It's all because of the system, the LSP System!
After a round of "shameless" self-comfort inside his mind, Luo Yu glanced at the long line of people and patted the shoulder of a fatty in front of him.
"Bro, what's going on up front now?"
The fatty turned around, sporting a Mohawk-like hairstyle, his tight little suit appearing somewhat comical.
His plump palm held a jade gift box tied with a bow.
"Sigh..."
He let out a long sigh: "What else could it be."
"Miss Bai of the White Family isn't seeing anyone."
"Not seeing anyone?" asked Luo Yu, puzzled: "With so many suitors waiting outside, isn't she coming out to meet anyone?"
The fatty styled his hair fringe with one hand and flipped his head: "Miss Bai of the White Family is famously proud and haughty. Isn't it quite normal for her not to meet anyone?"
Luo Yu furrowed his brows.
"If she's unwilling to meet anyone, then isn't standing here pointless for you all?"
The fatty sized up Luo Yu.
"Kid, you've come to the White Family Courtyard to propose and you don't know anything?"
"It's bad enough you know nothing, but you've come empty-handed??"
"Cough, cough." Luo Yu blinked and teased: "Although I've come empty-handed, I do have a sincere heart."
"Bleh."
The little fatty made a retching gesture.
"Bro, could you please take that greasy talk to Miss Bai of the White Family? Don't torture me anymore."
Luo Yu smiled and said:
"I'm indeed new to this place and have come to join in the excitement. I'm not familiar with some of the situations here."
"Could you explain things to me, brother?"
The fatty shook his head repeatedly and took a step back.
"Sorry, I don't feel like explaining."
"Why not?" Luo Yu felt a strong sense of rejection emanating from the other person.
The fatty warned:
"You're too handsome, and your looks are a threat to me."
"I used to think I was very handsome."
"But I didn't expect you to be slightly better looking than me by three points."
"Slightly better... by three... points??"
Luo Yu sized up the little fatty and the corners of his mouth twitched.
One had to have a bizarre level of self-confidence and have drunk quite a bit of fake liquor to make such a brazen statement with a straight face.
Luo Yu's smile grew wider, and he lowered his voice:
"Fatty bro, see, I may have nothing but my good looks, but you're different. Look at your big head, thick neck; you must either be wealthy or a second-generation rich."
"I'm not really competitive, just here for the fun of it. Why don't you tell me what's the situation now?"
The fatty's mouth curled up into a smile, seemingly very pleased with Luo Yu's compliment and began to float on cloud nine.
"Young man, you catch on quick, let me tell you," he said.
"Don't be fooled by the number of people queuing up here. There isn't a single capable person among them. In the end, the only one Miss Bai is likely to fancy is probably me, Pangxilai."
"Cough cough."
Luo Yu struggled not to laugh out loud.
This guy didn't realize I was being sarcastic just now, too busy indulging in his own delusions.
The fatty said, "Actually, Miss Bai herself doesn't intend to marry. It's her grandfather, Clan Leader Baihe from the Min Clan, who wants her to marry."
"What do you mean?" Luo Yu listened intently; one reason was to seize this chance to understand the character of the Bai Family, and the other was to know his enemy well, for assured victory.
The fatty playfully gestured with his eyebrows and said:
"Actually, any local power with a bit of strength knows this."
"The Min Clan, which is the Bai Family, is now so poor that they are nearly destitute. They want to strengthen their family's power through marriage alliances."
"Ah, is that so..."
Luo Yu hesitated, then asked:
"I heard Clan Leader Baihe is a Soul Douluo-level powerhouse, right? Is it really that bad for them?"
The fatty nodded in confirmation.
"Indeed he is a Soul Douluo, but first, he doesn't accept help from the Martial Soul Hall, second, he doesn't rob others, third, he isn't into business. So what else could he earn money from?"
"The people of his clan, they have no skills to make a living, so they can only deplete their resources until there's nothing left, living off their past wealth."
"Makes some sense," Luo Yu didn't argue.
He knew the Power Clan made a living blacksmithing, the Control Clan relied on construction, the Break Clan could refine medicine, but the Min Clan, having no particular skills besides their speed, were an exception.
Being fast was suitable for gathering intelligence, yet with the Hao Tian Clan withdrawn from the world and their unwillingness to be subordinate to other powers, who would use these outsiders for intelligence?
The fatty continued: "Since Miss Bai has reached the age suitable for marriage, Clan Leader Baihe announced he was seeking a worthy son-in-law."
"It's both to find a good husband for Miss Bai and to secure a powerful ally for the Min Clan."
Luo Yu's lips curled into a smile, and he chuckled.
"This Clan Leader Baihe has quite the plan, though it's a bit harsh on his granddaughter."
"Nonsense,"
the fatty said pointing at the crowd of people ahead and grimacing:
"Do you know? So many people come to the White Family Courtyard daily, having been queuing for half a month now."
"Miss Bai of the Bai Family refuses even to meet anyone."
"What does that mean?" Luo Yu asked.
"What else could it mean, she's unwilling." The fatty spread his hands, "I heard that Miss Bai is extremely opposed to her grandfather's actions, refusing love with ulterior motives, rejecting arranged marriages."
Luo Yu was speechless.
"If that's the case, then why are you all still queuing? Don't want to give up?"
The fatty's small eyes sparkled.
"We definitely can't give up now, that itself shows what a good person Miss Bai is."
That logic...
Luo Yu looked bemused but then thought about it and felt it was not necessarily wrong.
"So what's the use of just waiting here?"
The fatty said, "You obviously don't understand, 'sincerity moves the heart of stone'."
"I come here rain or shine every day, and eventually, I will surely touch the heart of Miss Bai."
"Once all the other competitors are worn down, I will be the last man standing and win the beauty."
"Old diehard fan," Luo Yu muttered.
"Brother, what did you say?" asked the fatty.
"Nothing, I said you're really devoted," Luo Yu replied.
"Of course," the fatty said, puffing out his thick neck.
At this moment, the crowd of queuing young talents became restless as the tightly shut front gates of the Bai Family finally opened.
A slim and graceful figure emerged, her beautiful eyes shining like crystal gems, her lips dewy and moist, her long hair tied into twin ponytails.
Her eyelashes were long and curled, radiating a glamorous aura.
The white, flat belly with two subtle and incredibly sexy lines, those were the vest lines.
She wore denim shorts that reached down to her buttocks, paired with a pair of high-heeled leather boots.
With her beautiful eyes wide, she spoke, her voice as alluring as the Hundred Spirits Bird but also revealing a hint of coldness.
"I, Bai Chenxiang, am not seeking a suitor!"
"Everyone, please go back."
"Even if I die of thirst or hunger, I will not marry any one of you."