My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 1170 - 547 Marriage Matters_4

Chapter 1170: Chapter 547 Marriage Matters_4

Master Sun secretly sneered, showing a very reluctant expression: "Fine."

Since he agreed, he quickly took out the North Extreme. The Little Snow Lotus was stored in a crystal container and handed to Santa: "You can take it first, Elder. I trust the Red Dragon Master won’t go back on his word."

Santa excitedly took it with both hands: "Great, I’ll go back now, hand this item over to our Clan Leader, and immediately bring back the promised treasure."

However, Owen Bertram stopped him and said, "There’s one more thing, Elder. Please tell the Red Dragon Master and let him decide." Santa was impatient: "Speak quickly."

"Would you like to dig up Ghostly Ted ahead of time?"

Santa was shocked, and flames appeared in his eyes: "Do you mean..."

Master Sun was not a magnanimous person. Ghostly Ted’s final vicious curse on him had filled him with anger: You’re waiting for you to wake up and cause me trouble? I’ll find your sleeping place first, dig you up, and grind you to ashes!

"Ghostly Ted is vengeful, and his methods are despicable. If it were true that we waited for him to wake up, he would certainly take his revenge on Red Dragon Master and me. It’s better for us to make the first move."

After seriously considering it, Santa replied, "But even in his slumber, we, together with Abner Lane, would still struggle to destroy Ghostly Ted’s true form. He’s an authentic Ninth Great Realm. Waking him up ahead of time might prevent him from returning to his former peak during the Origin Resurgence, but we would most likely lose our lives."

Master Sun smiled faintly, "Elder, don’t worry about those things. I won’t just go and throw my life away." Santa then said, "First, I’ll take the North Extreme back. When I return, I’ll listen carefully to your plan. If it’s feasible, I’ll join you, of course! If not, I won’t accompany you in your antics."

"Alright, Predecessor, please go ahead."

As soon as Santa left, Master Sun suddenly received a message from Master Lane: "Come over. I have something to discuss with you."

Owen Bertram immediately rushed to Master Lane’s residence. People were coming and going outside the door, and the rebuilt Rex District Horizon Bureau was already quite impressive. Abner Lane was talking with a few young Prescotts and pointed to a nearby chair: "Wait a moment."

About the time it takes to make tea, he finished discussing the matter and instructed a few Prescotts to withdraw. He then looked at Owen Bertram and suddenly asked, "How old is your sister now?"

Owen Bertram was taken aback: "Ava? She’s twelve this year." Master Sun also felt a bit dazed. Ava was already that old, but still so naive, not caring about anything but food all day long. But why did Master Lane suddenly ask about her?

Abner Lane smiled and said, "Don’t be nervous, it’s a good thing. Someone asked the Empress to oversee a marriage proposal for her."

Owen Bertram’s mouth hung open in surprise: "My sister? Someone is interested in my sister?"

"Yes." Abner Lane didn’t think there was anything wrong with it: "She’s twelve years old, a young lady already. You, as an elder brother, haven’t considered your sister’s future?"

In the Wood Dynasty, most twelve-year-old girls already had their husband’s families, and it was common for a thirteen or fourteen-year-old to become a mother. But Master Sun couldn’t connect his sister with these matters. After his initial shock, a surge of anger rushed from his feet straight to his forehead: Who is it?! Do they have a death wish, trying to court my sister!?