The procession came toward me with drums and gongs blaring.
Seeing this, I hurriedly dodged. But just then, a wedding ball was suddenly thrown at me and struck me. I instinctively caught it.
But the moment I saw the wedding ball, my expression changed drastically, and I hurriedly tried to throw it away. By then, however, it was already too late.
A pale-faced man in a cyan robe walked over with a smile and looked at me. "Congratulations. My young lady has taken a fancy to you. From now on, you're my family's son-in-law."
"I have no interest in becoming your family's son-in-law. Get out of my way." I suddenly waved my hand.
"I'm warning you, don't be ungrateful." The man looked at me and said ominously, "Do you know who my young lady is? Being able to marry her is the greatest blessing of your life."
"You actually dare refuse her? You're asking for death."
"Get on the horse right now, or you'll die on the spot."
After saying that, someone led over a paper horse. I snorted, then swung the sword in my hand upward, viciously chopping the paper horse into pieces. I looked ahead and said indifferently, "Then I'd like to see what tricks you have."
"How dare you! No one has ever dared refuse our young lady's invitation." The man's expression changed drastically.
"Oh? So your young lady has many husbands?" I asked.
"Of course. Although one dies every few days, she's indeed had quite a lot." The man replied.
"In that case, I have no interest in marrying such a woman." I gripped my longsword, my expression perfectly calm.
At that moment, a pleasant voice came from inside the bridal sedan. "Refusing me just like that is rather lacking in manners. Why don't you come