Jiang Shang's words landed.
Though Mo Chen's eyes burned with anger, he calmly asked:
"Has the Elder Council approved this? For something this major, shouldn't our Four Great Families hold a meeting and discuss it before making a decision? And the Mohist Great Array has always been guarded by all four families, maintained in rotation, with everyone working together against Tianwu. You suddenly want to withdraw—aren't you taking us far too lightly?"
Jiang Shang smiled. "Old Mo, don't be angry. Everyone, please remain calm."
Jiang Shang said, "Our dispute with Tianwu has ultimately been nothing more than a struggle over the final ownership and authority to manage the Mohist Great Array."
"Now, Tianwu and we have begun to establish channels of communication. Rather than continuing to slaughter and fight in that strange place, leaving countless young talents buried there, I believe we would be better off... turning swords into plowshares. Tianwu also needs time to recover, to develop, and to live. As long as both sides can coexist peacefully, the Mohist Great Array can be handled as a buffer issue."
Suppressing his fury, Mo Chen stared at Jiang Shang. "After fighting for so long, can we really have peace just because you say so?"
Jiang Shang laughed heartily. "Brother Mo Chen, I have already made arrangements. Today, I would like to introduce a distinguished guest to everyone. Please enter!"
Lu Chengwen narrowed his eyes and bit his lip, sensing that something was wrong.
At that moment, someone walked up behind Lu Chengwen and said coldly, "The groom looks pretty handsome."
Lu Chengwen turned around and immediately bowed with cupped fists. "Auntie, your nephew greets you."
Jiang Yuanshu snorted. "Forget it. After today, you'll be the Jiang Family's son-in-law. From now on, you must respect your elders and listen to them,