"Who will be coming from the Divine Tomb Cult?" Li Tianming asked.
"It should be Zhanchi," An Dingtian said.
In any case, Li Tianming knew that Zi Zhen had not come. Having obtained so many Nebula Sacrifices, she was still "cultivating bitterly."
And this three-party wedding did not require asking for her opinion.
Soon, the Sacred Silver Hall was right before them. It was a silver great hall, like a colossal square treasure of silver, possessing an air of noble elegance.
At the entrance, unexpectedly, Dao Yinfei herself was there to receive them.
Today, Dao Yinfei was still dressed in black. Noble and elegant, a beauty capable of toppling kingdoms, her charms boundless. She was not wearing her veil today, revealing a pretty face naturally somewhat similar to Princess Mo's. Both were peerless beauties of the Xuanting.
"An Clan Emperor, please enter." Dao Yinfei welcomed them with a smile.
Her form of address surprised Li Tianming somewhat. Normally, within the Imperial Court, one would certainly address someone by their Xuanting official title. Yet as the Xuandi's consort, she had addressed An Dingtian by his clan status.
That form of address seemed to imply that today's conversation would be centered on the clans. This was also the central theme emphasized by the three-party wedding.
An Dingtian nodded to Dao Yinfei. After Li Tianming paid his respects to her, they entered the Sacred Silver Hall together.
Inside the Sacred Silver Hall, Li Tianming looked up and saw that Elder Zhanchi had actually arrived ahead of them. He was seated on the right.
There were only three seats in the Sacred Silver Hall. The seat on the left was currently vacant and was clearly reserved for An Dingtian, while Dao Yinfei stood smiling behind the seat of honor.
Li Tianming naturally remained standing