When the Show Begins, How Could There Be No Audience?

Bibi Dong shot Qian Mochen a look. "If you've got the nerve to say that, take your hand off first!"

Qian Mochen coughed. It wasn't his fault—it was instinct. He obediently withdrew his hand, deciding to first reveal some explosive gossip to Bibi Dong.

"Do you know who Yu Xiaogang is marrying this time?"

"Who?"

"The woman we ran into last time in Sunset Forest."

Bibi Dong thought back and casually said, "That woman with the fiery temper and the fiery figure?"

"Right!"

Qian Mochen nodded instinctively, then immediately realized something was wrong. But it was already too late. A slender hand silently appeared at his waist and pinched the soft flesh there.

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes at Qian Mochen, a smile curling at her lips. "Heh. You only met her once, yet you still remember her after all this time!"

As she spoke, Bibi Dong twisted her wrist. Qian Mochen cried out in pain, and before long, he was directly begging for mercy.

Listening to the sounds behind him, Dugu Bo took out a gourd and poured a mouthful into his mouth, his eyes full of the sentiments of someone who had been through it all.

"Young people."

Inside the carriage, Qian Mochen finally coaxed Bibi Dong into calming down and immediately told her all the gossip about Yu Xiaogang and the others.

"Yu Xiaogang, Liu Erlong, and that Flender have been traveling across the continent lately. They've even made a name for themselves as the Golden Iron Triangle."

"Their relationship is even more interesting."

"He loved her, and she loved him."

Once Bibi Dong connected this with the news that Yu Xiaogang was about to hold a wedding, her lips curled into an amused smile.

"That Flender likes Liu Erlong, but Liu Erlong likes Yu Xiaogang."

"Right. And Flender is completely devoted. He probably still hasn't had the heart to leave."

Bibi Dong clicked her tongue, not knowing what to say.

Flender was almost exactly like her before, when she had known nothing of the world and had been deceived by Yu Xiaogang. The only difference was that Flender was already quite old and could still fall into the whirlpool of love.

Qian Mochen continued spilling secrets.

"And that's not even the best part. Liu Erlong's martial soul belongs to the dragon type. On this continent, only people from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect possess dragon-type martial souls."

"Does Yu Xiaogang know?"

Qian Mochen nodded with certainty. "Of course! And he knows Liu Erlong is his second uncle's illegitimate daughter!"

Bibi Dong stared at Qian Mochen in shock, as though trying to determine whether he was joking or telling the truth.

"Yu Xiaogang is actually this disgusting!"

"Yeah, so I have to deliver a wedding gift to my good brother."

"Besides, a wedding that's cold and deserted would be far too disrespectful to the bride!"

Bibi Dong shot Qian Mochen another look. "What bad idea are you plotting now?"

"Nothing!"

Qian Mochen protested. "I merely sent several invitations to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, and casually told them where the sect leader's legitimate son, Gangzi, would be getting married."

Bibi Dong looked at Qian Mochen seriously. After quite a while, she finally spoke. "For Yu Xiaogang to have a good brother like you, he must have had eight lifetimes of terrible luck!"

"Gangzi's greatest wish is for his father to be proud of him. Everything I've done is for my good brother!"

At the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, a falcon suddenly flew into the airspace above the sect. Seizing the moment, it dove straight down a hundred meters.

As the falcon descended to its lowest point, it immediately released its claws. A tightly wrapped envelope fell before a disciple of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

The young disciple lowered his head and saw the words "Written Personally by Yu Xiaogang" on the envelope. He quickly picked it up and wiped away the dust.

When he looked for the falcon that had suddenly arrived, all he could see was a black dot in the distance that was about to disappear.

The moment he saw the three characters "Yu Xiaogang," the young disciple knew he could not delay. He hurriedly handed the envelope to his teacher, who passed it further up.

After being passed along layer by layer, the envelope quickly landed in Yu Yuanzhen's hands.

Looking at the familiar handwriting on the envelope, Yu Yuanzhen hesitated for a moment before choosing to open it.

When he tipped out the envelope, there was not a single sheet of letter paper. Instead, several bright red invitations fell out.

Yu Yuanzhen picked up one invitation and opened it. It was actually a wedding invitation from that unfilial son, Yu Xiaogang.

"You bastard!"

Yu Yuanzhen's anger instantly flared. He slammed his palm onto the table, and the ironwood table was instantly shattered.

Still unable to vent his anger, Yu Yuanzhen stood and paced back and forth, continuously cursing words like "unfilial son" and "disgraceful child."

As Yu Xiaogang's father, Yu Yuanzhen believed he had never mistreated him in the slightest.

Back when Yu Xiaogang underwent Martial Soul Awakening, he had ended up manifesting a pig, and his Innate Soul Power had only been level 0.5. Yet Yu Yuanzhen had not despised Yu Xiaogang and had even given him many resources that had belonged to himself.

Without Yu Yuanzhen's help, how could a level 0.5 piece of trash have cultivated to level twenty-nine by the age of twenty?

And now, that brat had not even informed him of something as important as getting married!

As his father, he could only learn that his own brat was about to get married through an invitation.

And on top of that, this invitation did not even clearly state the bride's name. It only said Yu Liu Clan.

Yu Yuanzhen understood Yu Xiaogang's personality well. This was clearly because he was afraid Yu Yuanzhen would investigate the bride's identity and break them apart!

After cursing for most of the day, Yu Yuanzhen's anger had faded considerably, and his rationality returned.

Since Yu Xiaogang had even written down the location, then as his father, he naturally had to attend.

That brat had only sent a few invitations, so it seemed he did not want the rest of the sect to know. Yu Yuanzhen could understand Yu Xiaogang's thoughts as well.

Although he had always forbidden the sect's disciples from speaking carelessly, on the Douluo Continent, where strength was revered above all else, Yu Xiaogang's intense pride would make even an unintentional glance from a disciple feel like a piercing wound.

"Someone! Prepare some gifts for me!"

"Also, notify Yu Luomian and Yu Langtian to come over!"

A moment later, Yu Luomian and his son Yu Langtian arrived.

Looking at the pile of wedding gifts on the ground, before Yu Luomian and his son could ask anything, Yu Yuanzhen handed the invitation to his second brother.

"I called you here because I just received something from that unfilial son. Take a look as well."

Yu Luomian accepted the invitation. As he looked at the name Yu Liu Clan beneath the bride's title, the image of his rebellious daughter, whom he had left outside, flashed through his mind.

It couldn't be. This Yu Liu Clan definitely wasn't Erlong.

A smile appeared on Yu Luomian's face. "Big Brother, this is a good thing!"

"The fact that your nephew sent an invitation back means he knows he was wrong and is willing to reconcile with you!"

"That's right, Uncle! This time, our whole family can gather together and have a lively time!" Yu Langtian also joined in persuading Yu Yuanzhen.

"Hmph, that brat must still be sulking with me!"

Yu Luomian and Yu Langtian exchanged a glance. Both knew that their big brother and uncle was acting tsundere, waiting for them to give him an opening.

Otherwise, could all these wedding supplies on the ground have been prepared because they could see the future?

"Big Brother, for the sake of your daughter-in-law, forgive Xiaogang this once!"