Madam Jinling saw He Dazhi looking over and gave a slight nod.
"There's another poem near that one." He Dazhi smiled at Blackheart Elder, who looked a little uneasy.
"The poem is still missing its final four lines. This junior humbly asks Senior to complete it."
After speaking, He Dazhi bowed to Blackheart Elder.
Only then did Zhang Xiaofan understand. He Dazhi wanted Blackheart Elder and Madam Jinling to finally put their last lingering grievance to rest.
"Bitter is the heart, though I endure and look back,
Too late for regret, too hard to turn back.
The clear chime of the Golden Bell deceived and drew blood,
All his life, ambition held him captive."
Blackheart Elder recited the lines as he looked at Madam Jinling. When he finished, he gave He Dazhi a grateful smile, then took Madam Jinling by the hand and stepped out of the wedding hall. Surrounded by the villagers, they headed for the bridal chamber.
Tian Buyi walked over to He Dazhi and patted his shoulder. "Well done!"
He Dazhi smiled and followed him toward the wedding banquet.
"Master! Aren't you going to stop Little Junior Brother? He followed them to the bridal chamber!" After they had walked for a while, He Dazhi suddenly turned his head toward Tian Buyi and asked.
"Good heavens! Hurry up and bring him back!" Tian Buyi broke out in a cold sweat.
"I won't! I'm sleeping here tonight!" In the bridal chamber, Luo Yunji stared at the festive bed, sprawled across it, and refused to budge.
No matter how Zhang Xiaofan tugged at him, he couldn't get him off the bed. Hearing Luo Yunji's declaration, everyone in the room burst into laughter.
"Master! I think you'll have to handle this yourself! I can't manage Little Junior Brother!" Outside, He Dazhi