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All the Ghost Dao officials rose into the air, staring at me in panic. After all, none of them had expected me to suddenly explode like this—not only had I severed one of Ghost Emperor Tuming's arms, I had even blasted away a corner of the imperial palace.
I truly had reached the limit of my patience. They had actually thought of using relief supplies to marry off my wife—what shameless notions they had come up with! And they had brought it up at a time like this! They had already challenged the limits of what I could endure!
Ghost Emperor Tuming's eyes filled with shock as he immediately looked toward the Great Ghost Emperor, who had also risen into the air because of this and flown to the side, hesitating over how to face the situation.
As for the other officials, during that momentary pause, their expressions varied wildly. Some understood my actions. After all, no matter what, the Saint Venerable was the supreme ruler of the Ghost Dao, and she could not be desecrated.
Others, however, wore astonished expressions. They did not have much of a sense of prohibition regarding the Saint Venerable's Xia Household. After all, the matter of me calling her my wife had already been whispered through the back channels long ago.
I paid no attention to anyone's opinions. Anyone who came knocking on my door would get what they gave. The Great Ghost Emperor furrowed his brows and shouted, "Xia Yitian! You are capricious and lash out at High Gods at the slightest provocation. If you weren't the Saint Venerable's guard, this Emperor would have ordered the guards to seize you long ago! And now you dare to commit violence here!?"
"Have the Saint Venerable marry into your family? Go to your mother's