Since he cared, why torture himself. He and An Qing had ended up together in a hazy blur, and weren't they in love now just the same?
"Take advantage of the fact that things haven't gotten too out of hand, and make up your mind." Ling Yun said.
Zhao Xin said, "I'll talk to the Martial Ancestor Divine Emperor later. Let's give each other a few years. My heart is tired."
"Really do this? What about the Martial Ancestor Divine Emperor's face? Xin Chuge, are you serious? Don't tell me you're talking drunk."
Ji Wushuang widened his eyes and stared at Zhao Xin. The Martial Ancestor Divine Emperor had already notified his good friends across the Twelve Domains, and the ceremony was scheduled for the day after tomorrow. If he said he wouldn't marry now, where would the Martial Ancestor Divine Emperor save face?
The Heavenly Lord's dignity!
Zhao Xin didn't understand, but he did. No matter what, he was a notch higher than the Martial Ancestor Divine Emperor as a dignified Star Lord, and face truly mattered.
"I've decided."
Zhao Xin was clearly drunk.
Ling Yun shrugged and had no intention of helping him sober up. Let him be drunk.
Boom!
With a sudden explosive sound, Ling Yun's heart jolted. He left immediately, but before leaving, he didn't forget to instruct Ji Wushuang to keep an eye on Zhao Xin so he wouldn't cause trouble in his drunken state.
Not long after Ling Yun left, Ji Wushuang sent Zhao Xin back to the Martial Ancestor Divine Emperor's palace, and then, his gossip itch acting up, he flew toward the crowded areas.
When Ji Wushuang reached the highest peak, his eyes went wide. That was the Heavenly Gate's branch, Song Peak!
Right now!
Beside Ling Yun stood Beibei, and a