"As long as I drain you dry, this medicinal cauldron, I can enhance my aptitude and become a dazzling prodigy. It is a blessing from your previous life to die under a peony tonight..."
<...Sensing Fang Han's relenting, Xiao Zhan, the Prince of Zhenbei, finally felt a huge weight lifted from his heart.
“Patriarch Wu, I am not here today to congratulate Wu Lei and Su Qianyu. I have other very important matters to attend to. You see, there are too many people here, which is inconvenient. I think it would be better if all the guests left.”
"Zhenbei Wang Xiao Zhan said with a cold expression."
His words were not a discussion, but rather carried the unique authority and unquestionable tone of a superior.
The words of the Prince of Zhenbei were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up ripples throughout the banquet hall.
The guests present were all seasoned veterans of Yanming City, well-informed and experienced; how could they not sense something unusual about the situation?
In an instant, a thought flashed through everyone's mind: the Prince of Zhenbei's arrival seemed to be to stop this engagement banquet.
If the Prince of Zhenbei truly has this intention, then the rumors that Su Qianyu is related to the Hehuan Sect are probably not unfounded and are most likely true.
Once this is confirmed, from this day forward, the Wu family will likely become the laughingstock of Yanming City, and their long-held position as the leading family will be in jeopardy and could collapse at any moment.
Although the guests were filled with turmoil and countless questions, none of them dared to utter a sound under the majesty of the Prince of Zhenbei. They could only exchange glances, conveying their shock and confusion.
However, everyone knew that since the head of the Wu family, Old Master Wu Haomiao, had not yet made a statement, they could not rashly get up and leave. They could only stand there anxiously, waiting for the next development of this turmoil.
"Your Highness, today is the joyous occasion of my son's engagement to Su Qianyu. Is it appropriate to dismiss the guests at this time?"
Before Wu Haomiao could speak, Wu Jianbo couldn't hold back any longer. He looked at the Prince of Zhenbei with a face full of anxiety and helplessness. His voice carried a hint of cautious probing, as well as a father's persistence and determination regarding his son's marriage.
In his mind, if the Prince of Zhenbei asked the Wu family to do something else, he would probably agree without hesitation.
But today is his son's engagement banquet. If the guests are dismissed just like that, this joyous occasion will truly turn into a ridiculous farce.