Zhang Zitong was startled and quickly lowered her head to look away. This demon's cultivation was really powerful. She had only glanced at him a few times, and he seemed to sense something.
She was still self-aware enough to know that if this great demon were to discover her, she would be completely unable to cope with him given her cultivation level.
Fortunately, at this moment, Venerable Yin Yang approached him with a smile and said something, which made Lu Sanyuan withdraw his gaze and chat and laugh with Venerable Yin Yang.
Not long after, the wedding procession returned. The bridal sedan chair stopped at the gate, and with the help of maids, a bride wearing a red veil slowly walked into the courtyard.
Seeing that slender figure, many people in the audience exclaimed in amazement, and their eyes were filled with envy as they looked at Fang Long. What kind of incredible luck did this kid have?
Even Zhang Zitong couldn't help but sigh. This saintess was truly as beautiful as a fairy. Even with a red veil covering her face, the captivating charm she exuded as she walked was something she couldn't match.
Pan Qiaoqiao of the Heavenly Demon Sect, whom I had met before, was also alluring, but compared to the Holy Maiden, she was naturally inferior.
Soon the bride arrived in the main hall. With a glance from the Yin-Yang Venerable, the man invited by the Yin-Yang Sect said with a smile, "Groom, why don't you hurry up and lead the bride over? The wedding is about to begin."
Henrik Ivankov seemed to wake from a dream and hurriedly ran over.
At this moment, Venerable Yin Yang bowed and invited Lu Sanyuan to take a seat. Lu Sanyuan smiled and said, "Today you are the master here. When the newlyweds pay homage to their parents, it will be you who will do so. What would I do up there? I'll just sit down here."
Yin Yang Venerable Fang Zhonghe bowed and said, "The Sect Leader is the witness to the wedding, and he is the Heaven and Earth of our Holy Sect. If you do not sit down, how dare we sit down?"
Upon hearing his words, several venerable elders nearby cursed inwardly, finding his servile manner utterly repulsive.
However, no one dared to show it at that moment.
Some mid-level members of the sect who were a little further away were taken aback when they heard this. How come the vice leader has become the heaven and earth of the Holy Sect? What about the leader Yun?
Lu Sanyuan was clearly pleased with the attitude of the Yin Yang Venerable, and nodded in response, saying, "Since Brother Fang has extended such a warm invitation, then I, Lu, will accept it without hesitation."
On the other side of the crowd, Li Feiqing watched as Fang Long walked towards the saintess, and the wedding was about to begin. He was extremely anxious.
I had made plans with that kid Fang Biao, but I couldn't find him today. I wonder if something has changed.
And what exactly is Pan Qiaoqiao up to? Why haven't we seen her yet? Could it be that the two of them eloped together?
At this moment, Wang Cong from the Heaven and Earth Sect quietly came to his side and whispered, "Brother Li, is Pan Qiaoqiao dead?"
"Dead?" Li Feiqing was shocked and hurriedly asked what happened.
Wang Cong then gave a brief account of the assassination attempt on the bridal sedan chair on the road. The Xiaoyao Dao sect members were all free spirits, so their information network was naturally not as extensive as that of the Tiandi Sect.
Li Feiqing's face darkened: "What exactly is Pan Qiaoqiao up to? Didn't we agree to switch places in the bridal chamber? Why did she switch places early and deliberately keep it from us?"
“It’s pointless to ask these questions now, she’s dead.” Wang Cong sighed. “This whole thing is too bizarre. I’m withdrawing now. I hope Brother Li will take care of himself.”
After saying that, he shook his head and left.
Li Feiqing stood there, frozen, his fists clenched so tightly that his fingers dug deep into his flesh.
He knew it was all over. Fang Biao was missing, Pan Qiaoqiao was assassinated, Wang Cong withdrew, and the meticulous plan he had made had come to naught. He alone could not possibly complete the rest.
Must I really just watch helplessly as the woman I love marries someone else?
When he saw Hendrik Willem Van Loon smilingly reach out to take the embroidered ball held by the saintess, his eyes turned red.
The surrounding noise went completely unnoticed; all his attention was focused on the newlyweds.
Finally, he took a deep breath and shouted, "Stop!"
Hendrik Willem Van Loon was startled and instinctively pulled his hand back.
The entire hall fell silent, and everyone looked at Li Feiqing.
People around Li Feiqing quickly moved aside, seemingly worried about being implicated.
Yin Yang Venerable glanced at the Free and Unfettered Venerable beside him, his expression somewhat unpleasant: "Brother Hua, what exactly is going on?"
The Venerable Xiaoyao smiled apologetically and said, "Brother Fang, please don't be offended. I'll just teach that unfilial disciple a lesson."
After saying that, he immediately put on a stern face and shouted, "You unfilial disciple, this is a joyous occasion for the Yin-Yang Sect. What are you doing here causing trouble? Get out of here at once!"
At this point, Li Feiqing went all out and said directly, "I think there's something wrong with this wedding. The Holy Maiden can't possibly marry Hendrik Willem Van Loon!"
A group of people in the room immediately started to cheer. It was clear that Qiu Honglei had no shortage of admirers and no one wanted her to really marry Fang Long.
Hearing this, Fang Long's face turned ashen: "Li, I kindly invited you to attend the ceremony, but you insisted on coming here to cause trouble. Don't blame me for not fulfilling my duties as host."
He immediately gave a look, and his trusted men surrounded him like wolves, trying to drive him away.
Just then, Wang Cong stepped forward and blocked them: "Brother Li, your words are baseless and it might hurt the harmony if you say them out loud."
A hint of gratitude flashed in Li Feiqing's eyes. Although the other party was blaming him, their movement technique at that moment blocked those people, giving him a chance to continue speaking: "Over the years, the Holy Maiden has always been cold to Fang Long, which is obvious to everyone. Everyone knows that she doesn't like Fang Long, so how could she suddenly agree to marry him?"
Many people in the room nodded in agreement; this was also the question that had been on their minds—it was all too unusual.
Many people even felt that their relationship with the saintess was better than their relationship with Hendrik Willem Van Loon, as she was always virtuous and hated the lewd thieves of the Yin-Yang sect.
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