News of this quickly reached Sang Hong and Sang Qian. They led a group of men over to welcome them.

Sang Qian was dressed in festive wedding finery, his face radiant and full of confidence.

Everyone around him had nothing but praise in their hearts for him. Sang Qian had been born handsome, and now that he was all dressed up, he looked even more suave and outstanding.

The guests from all over Brightmoon City whispered among themselves.

“Young master Sang looks quite happy today!”

“Of course he does! You’ll be excited too if you could marry a beauty like Miss Zheng and bring her into the bridal room.”

“But the arrival of the Chu clan is rather inauspicious… I wonder how they will deal with that.”

“Tsk, the age of the Chu clan is already over. Even the emperor himself favors the Sang clan. What can the Chu clan even do?”

…

The endless discussion washed over him, but Zu An was completely unaffected. With an amused expression, he watched the father and son duo arrive.

“So it was my dear...