I Object to This Marriage!

Amid the beating of gongs and drums, a middle-aged man in a golden robe entered the main hall with the support of his servants.

His complexion was rosy and radiant, and every gesture he made brimmed with noble bearing.

He was Old Master Huang Si, the master of this grand residence.

All the seated guests rose and bowed to Old Master Huang in respect.

Han Wu alone did not.

At that moment, he was tearing off a chicken leg and gnawing on it with relish.

Old Master Huang's gaze fell upon Han Wu, a faint smile curling at his lips. It seemed that no matter how rude Han Wu was, he could accept it.

Seated in the place of honor, Old Master Huang raised his wine cup and offered a toast to the guests.

"Today is the joyous day when I, Huang Silang, take my sixteenth concubine. Thank you all for honoring me with your presence."

"Not at all. Being able to attend Old Master Huang's wedding is this humble woman's honor," Hu Shiliuniang congratulated him, her seductive eyes like threads of silk, as though she could hook away a person's soul.

Mr. Liu Baiyuan raised his cup with both hands. "A toast to Old Master Huang!"

Gu Yuanwai, seated beside Han Wu, clasped his two short little hands and chimed in ingratiatingly, "Such a major event as Old Master Huang taking a wife—missing it would have been the real loss."

The guests showered him with all manner of flattery, leaving Old Master Huang quite pleased.

Before long, it was time to present gifts.

To attend Old Master Huang's banquet, the guests had prepared quite a few treasures.

Mr. Liu Baiyuan was the first to offer a gift, taking out a wooden box.

When he opened it, there was a