"I just... I just felt like it all happened so suddenly."
Chang Xi's voice was a little hoarse.
She lowered her head, avoiding Xi He's searching gaze and Nuwa's thoughtful look.
"Heavenly Marriage... It's too sudden. And why does it have to be Di Jun?"
Her voice had lost some of its earlier firmness, replaced by a hint of confusion and inner turmoil.
Xi He felt Chang Xi's hand gradually warm again, but her emotions were clearly unsettled. Xi He's doubts only deepened.
Her younger sister didn't seem to be opposed to the Heavenly Marriage itself. Rather, the name "Di Jun"—or the very idea of "Heavenly Marriage"—seemed to have stirred something within her.
She gently patted the back of Chang Xi's hand to comfort her, then turned to Nuwa, her tone once more calm.
"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, the Heavenly Marriage is a matter of great importance. It also concerns the origins of the Taiyin and the sun."
"As for Fellow Daoist Di Jun..."
Xi He paused.
A hazy figure surfaced in her mind: the person who had fearlessly stepped in when she and her younger sister were in dire peril, saving them before quickly vanishing again to live in seclusion.
"Does he know about this? And what does he think?"
Nuwa felt a little reassured at her words.
Xi He's attitude was clearly much steadier than Chang Xi's. At least she was willing to talk.
She answered honestly. "His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor has already sent someone to invite His Majesty Di Jun from the Solar Star, but..."
Nuwa glanced at the Red Embroidered Ball in her hand. The Dao of fate and creation contained within it stirred faintly.
"The Red Embroidered Ball gave a warning. The opportunity for a Heavenly Marriage has appeared, but its causes and effects are