Chapter 129

Chapter 129

At the Wedding

Cheng Yan’s wedding was held at Green Pine Sect. As the only Primordial Infant Realm cultivator remaining, Daoist Qing Song was venerated to the point the most important figure of every sect attended the wedding in their best presentation and presents. Everything one would find at a celebration was seen at the venue.

Everyone was shocked to hear Qing Mei was betrothed to Cheng Yan and unable to comprehend why. But it didn’t stop there. Daoist Qing Song’s courteousness around Feng Haochen was equally surprising. Feng Haochen should’ve been the grateful one from their perspective. They denied Daoist Dao Qing’s smile was genuine, rationalising it as him just being friendly with his in-laws.

Feng Haochen didn’t have opinions to share, resulting in Daoist Qing Song handling everything himself.

“Younger Sister, this suckling pork is delicious.”

“Young Brother, slow down. Let me finish snapping this chair leg.”

“What about me? What about me?” cried Xiaoshuai.

Kongkong and Miaomiao used cloth to give Xiaoshuai two arms and legs. They then drew a large and small eye onto Xiaoshuai and added eyebrows.

“You take care of scaring any Green Pine Sect disciples who come this way.”

The impish twins left a trail of mayhem in their wake. Every now and then, someone would sit on a chair, and one of its legs would snap, embarrassing them. Nevertheless, Green Pine Sect’s didn’t give them any grief because Daoist Qing Song gave the order to treat Dustfallen Sect with courtesy.Folloow current novÊls on nov/3lb((in).(co/m)

Tian Ran stood up to watch Xiang Nan demand a different pose from the newlyweds. He wanted them to form a heart shape in the sky and kiss. The peculiar pose and faces matching their clothing had the crowd laughing.

“Me jealous of Lie Shang? Please.”

“You’re pretty cute when you’re in denial, too,” Tian Ran clapped as she teased. She sat back down and pinched her chin: “You don’t plan to confess to Sister Ling’er?”

“How? Kabedon again? I don’t feel like being booted off a mountain a second time.”

“How do you expect her to like you if you don’t tell her you like her?”

While Mu Yu was brooding to himself, Tian Ran had pulled Lan Ling’er over. Tian Ran hopped behind Lang Ling’er and winked to Mu Yu: “Sister Ling’er, Mu Yu has something to say to you.”

Lan Ling’er was beaming: “What is it?”

“Well, uh...” Mu Yu raised the corner of his lips. “Ling’er, have you thought about who you’d like to marry?”

“Second Brother, of course. It’s still too early for me to think about it, though,” answered Lan Ling’er, glancing over to Lie Shang, who was pouring Cheng Yan a drink.

Something in Mu Yu’s chest shattered.