"Peach Blossom Calamity..."
Lin Bai sat in his seat, utterly unmoved by such "eternal vows," and instead felt the same shivers crawling over his skin as Chen Yule, Huang Qingyun, and the others.
He had only met the two sisters, Chu Tinghan and Chu Tingxue, a handful of times. They could not even be considered properly acquainted yet.
They had merely met by chance, so how could they already be talking about sharing life and death or swearing eternal vows?
The only reason they had made such declarations was to force Emperor Chu into making a decision—to have him grant them a marriage decree.
Emperor Chu, seated on the dragon throne, wore a somewhat stiff smile, and his expression was visibly tense.
He looked at Prince Liang. To outsiders, Prince Liang was a meritorious subject of the Chu Empire. Over the years, he had campaigned in the north and south, pacified rebellions for Chu, and rendered outstanding service.
That was why he was qualified to say that he had "devoted himself to the dynasty all these years, at the cost of delaying his children's marriages."
For such a loyal subject to lower himself before all the martial artists of the realm and ask Emperor Chu to arrange marriages for his two daughters—if Emperor Chu refused, wouldn't that break the heart of every loyal subject under heaven?
The ancestor of Tianshui Sect had been holding his wine cup ever since the Third Prince proposed granting the marriage decree. He had intended to drink, but even now, he had not yet had the chance to take a sip.
Pan Qing raised his wine cup and glanced up at Emperor Chu on the dragon throne. He sighed inwardly, Sigh... It seems being an emperor isn't easy either.
Pan Qing then glanced at Lin