"Commander Cui, mind your words!"
Hearing those reckless words ring through the hall, Lu Kexun could not help warning him in a low voice.
He had been the one to arrange Cui Yanyu's marriage to the Eighth Prince of the Southern Sea Dragon Palace.
So when Cui Hao freely cursed the Southern Sea Dragon Palace, his words might well have been aimed at Lu Kexun, an Inner Sect elder of the Sunshine Sect, too.
But Lu Kexun had sought Cui Hao's consent before arranging it.
Now that Cui Hao's prospective son-in-law had changed from the Eighth Prince to an old turtle, he wanted to back out. Where in the world did things work that way?
Sensing the sudden tension in the hall, Cui Yanyu hurried to ease the mood. She feared her father would come to blows with Elder Lu, who sat in the seat of honor and had reached Great Vehicle Perfection, and come off worse.
"Father, Uncle Lu, as far as Yanyu is concerned, whether it's the Eighth Prince of the Southern Sea Dragon Palace or that old turtle, they're both demons. There's no difference."
As she spoke, the smile she had barely managed to maintain faded into desolation, and tears slipped unnoticed from the corners of her eyes.
Cui Yanyu had once thought that, while her talent for cultivation was ordinary,
her breathtaking beauty would make it easy enough to find a powerful Human Race cultivator as a Dao companion.
But dreams were beautiful, and reality was all skin and bones.
For the sake of gain, her father had promised her to the Eighth Prince of the Southern Sea Dragon Palace as a concubine without even consulting her.
Now that the prince had survived his Heavenly Tribulation and entered the Tribulation-Crossing Pseudo-Immortal Realm, he had risen beyond