Inside the council hall.
Di Shi sat high in the seat of honor, his gaze fixed on Su Mo. A faint smile appeared on his face as he said, "Su Mo! Since you came to ask for Xi'er's hand, you could have simply come directly to me."
Uh~~
Su Mo froze upon hearing this, cold sweat pouring down his heart. He had not come to propose this time!
However, the moment Di Shi opened his mouth, he had already decided that Su Mo was here to propose. Su Mo could not very well refute him—he could hardly deny it!
Su Mo knew it as clearly as a bright mirror. Di Shi had definitely done this on purpose. By putting it this way, even if Su Mo had not come to propose, he would now become someone who had.
"Mm!" Su Mo nodded.
"Then what betrothal gifts have you brought?" Di Shi asked with a smile.
"This...!" Su Mo hesitated, his thoughts racing. It seemed that he could not avoid proposing today.
If he said he had not come to propose, he would likely be thrown out the door. More importantly, saying so would probably hurt Xi'er's feelings.
After pondering for a moment, Su Mo waved his arm, and three treasures abruptly appeared, floating before him.
The three treasures were a jade slip, a long saber, and a shield.
The instant these three treasures appeared, the entire hall fell deathly silent. Everyone's eyes landed on them at once, unable to move away in the slightest.
Even Di Shi's eyes lit up brightly as he stared fixedly at the three treasures.
That was because, aside from the jade slip whose contents could not be seen, both the saber and shield were Emperor-grade low-rank divine weapons.
These were two Emperor-grade low-rank divine weapons.