Chu Fei was back.
Chu Fei and Wei Qingyu were getting married.
The scale of the wedding would set an unprecedented record. The total value of donated spacecraft, supplies, cash, and other contributions had already exceeded one hundred quadrillion.
They had met when they were still nobodies. It was a century wedding that had waited more than two hundred years.
A long-distance love story that had witnessed the transformation from apocalypse to prosperity.
The media had gone insane. For a time, news of Chu Fei and Wei Qingyu's wedding was everywhere.
The major wedding planning companies had gone insane too. Many of them had even hurriedly teamed up, forming several temporary "joint groups" and declaring that they would co-host the wedding. The competition was fierce.
Chu Fei and Wei Qingyu also made frequent public appearances, confirming that the wedding would take place one year later. In the end, Wang Shaoying stepped in and settled on a wedding company.
For a grand wedding like this, even one year was somewhat rushed.
In truth, Chu Fei and Wei Qingyu only wanted a simple ceremony, but their identities meant they could not keep things too low-key.
There was no need to mention Chu Fei. Wei Qingyu had also done exceptionally well over the years. The cultivation academy she had founded on Morning Star—Dawn Academy—had become a phenomenon, the largest cultivation academy in the Tianjiang Star Cluster.
Wei Qingyu had borrowed the name Dawn Academy, but the new Dawn Academy had already become a new legend. Wu Yong served at the academy as an educational system advisor and was said to be very "popular." Demand for Wu Yong's inflatable dolls exceeded supply, and they were often damaged beyond repair.
Amid the clamor, two months passed.
That morning, Chu Fei stretched lazily. Looking at