“Whoosh!”
As these words fell, two figures appeared out of thin air.
One was Liu Jianli, and the other was naturally Cang Feilan.
The two glanced coldly at Su Tianyue. If it weren’t the groom’s joyous day, they might have had to have a serious talk with her.
With her arms crossed, Su Tianyue raised her delicate chin slightly. Although she still pretended to look aggrieved, the cunning glint in her eyes was no longer concealed.
Cang Feilan’s face was cold as frost as she said calmly, “Young Master, Sister Jianli and I need an explanation.”
Seeing Anya enter the door today was already distressing enough for her. How could another seductive fox suddenly appear out of nowhere?
If they didn’t assert their sovereignty and make other women retreat, would they really let the groom establish his harem like this?
She had heard it. Many officials present were still harboring evil intentions, hoping to marry their daughters into the Qin family.
Thinking of this, Cang Feilan glanced around.
The onlookers, who had been waiting to watch the show, suddenly felt a chill down their spines.
“Drink, drink, the food will get cold if we don’t eat it soon.”
“Brother Zhou, you’re so stingy, leaving so much wine in your cup. Are you planning to raise fish?”
“Today, we’ll drink until we’re drunk!”
Qin Feng looked at Feilan and swallowed nervously. “Things aren’t as wives think they are.”
As soon as he spoke, the noisy atmosphere around them instantly quieted down, as if you could hear a pin drop.
Even the senior brothers from the Grand Literature Academy perked up their ears, especially the third senior brother, Xu Lexian, who even stood up, eager for knowledge.
And every time Qin Feng glanced at the people present, they would act nonchalant, chatting and drinking as if nothing had happened.
But as soon as his gaze moved away, they would immediately fall silent again, afraid of missing out on anything important.
After several attempts, Qin Feng gave up and began to clarify Su Tianyue’s earlier ambiguous words.
“A fox’s illusionary clone?”
“A little fox?”
The people looked at each other with disappointment evident in their eyes. They had been expecting so much, but was this all there was?
It seemed like there wasn’t anything juicy to be heard after all, leaving everyone feeling regretful.
Su Tianyue’s red lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but Qin Feng glared at her and gritted his teeth, “Chief Tianyue, you’ve been here for so long, why don’t you find a seat?”
Beside her, Su Xiaoyue also tugged at the Clan Leader’s sleeve. On the groom’s big day, causing such a disturbance might anger the Great Qian Imperial Family. If that happened, Fox’s Whisper Pavilion might not be able to operate anymore.
You see, most of the profits of the Tushan Fox Clan now come from the Fox’s Whisper Pavilion.
Pabluo, of course, understood. With a swift movement, she followed closely behind.
Inside the hall, Senior Brother Shen Li said indifferently, “If I remember correctly, Liu Jianli recently stepped into the second-grade realm, right?”
Yang Qian and the others nodded, their eyes showing a hint of sympathy.
As for the other spectators, they looked up at the sky, oblivious even as the drinks from their cups spilled. Some even became interested and started betting, “I bet Liu Jianli will defeat her opponent within a hundred moves!”
The others were about to place their bets, but before the second person could speak, the Domain above disappeared.
A figure in white descended gracefully, holding a little blue-skinned girl in her hand, looking somewhat bewildered as if she didn’t know what had happened.
“It’s over?” someone murmured, coming back to their senses.
The people in the hall looked at each other in surprise. Wasn’t that too fast?
Feeling aggrieved, Pabluo walked back to Heaven Killing Asura and the others. Since she was no match, she naturally dared not mention the matter of marriage again.
Qin Feng hurriedly greeted them and found them a place to sit.
Looking across the entire Great Qian, who could invite the Asura Clan to a wedding banquet? The prestige was tremendous!
In a corner of the hall, Bai Qui, who had finished watching the excitement, showed a strange expression, “I didn’t expect this guy to be quite popular.”
But still, my Qin An is the best, she silently added in her heart.
As the feast continued, Elder Sister, who had been eating voraciously, suddenly stopped and started to tremble, as if she was crying?
What’s going on?
“Elder Sister, are you okay?”
Sword Emperor Bai Yan glanced sideways and his brows furrowed. He glanced at Qin Feng who was still toasting outside the lobby, and raised his brows angrily.
Could it be that his Eldest Daughter had really been stolen by that boy? That’s absurd!
His right hand instinctively reached for the hilt of his sword.
However, at that moment, Bai Wushuang turned around, her cheeks bulging with food stains on her lips.
“It’s so delicious.”
She was moved to tears by the taste.
Bai Yan: “.”
Bai Qui: “.”
The wedding banquet proceeded smoothly, with everyone enjoying themselves and inevitably some getting drunk.
In one corner of the hall, Xu Lexian stood up with a red face, holding up his cup. He said loudly, “I once cast a divination for my junior brother, and half of it has already come true.”