The wedding naturally had to continue.
It was just that such a huge upheaval had broken out in the Five Venoms Sect.
They had to deal with the aftermath, repair the buildings, and lay to rest the sect members who had met such unfortunate deaths. They could not truly act as though nothing had happened.
Shen Yi poured a cup of wine and pulled A' Yue up onto the raised platform.
From afar, he offered a toast to the friends who had come, first thanking everyone for honoring them with their presence, then apologizing for dragging them into this turmoil.
The crowd exchanged a few pleasantries.
Lan Meng and his wife then arranged for everyone to clean up the aftermath.
Although A' Yue's bedroom had been reduced to dust by the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Poisons, Shen Yi's wedding chamber had fortunately remained intact.
Shen Yi and A' Yue kept everything simple.
The guests directly sent them into the bridal chamber.
A single moment of the spring night—
Could not be bought even with a thousand pieces of gold.
The next day.
When Shen Yi awoke, the sun was already high in the sky.
It was not really his fault for getting up late.
The fierce battle last night had ended after midnight. Then he had washed up again, and cleaning all the blood and grime from himself had taken quite some time.
By the time he truly lay down in bed, Shen Yi could not help letting out a long breath, feeling his spirits somewhat weary.
Yet A' Yue, that little rascal, had refused to behave. She pawed at him, wanting to consummate their marriage. Faced with such provocation, how could Shen Yi retreat before the battle had even begun?
Thus, he slept until nearly noon.
Only after A'