I Told You to Go Down the Mountain and Find a Wife, Not Send Her Packing!

“You little brat! If you don't come down the mountain today, this old priest will die right in front of you!” the old priest roared, pulling out a stack of marriage contracts as if he were handing out loot. One, two, three... eight, nine. Nine marriage contracts? Even the production team's donkey wouldn't have to marry this many! No way. I refuse. I'm breaking off every engagement. I didn't come down the mountain to get married. With nine marriage contracts in hand, Gu Fan could only sigh in frustration. “I just want to break off an engagement. Why is it so hard?”