"Tomorrow, the rise or fall of the Bloodmang Realm will rest on your shoulders alone!"
Wei Huangan left as soon as he finished speaking.
Fang Yun drained his cup of wine, reached out, and gave Ao Huang's dragon horn a shake.
"Stop messing around!" Ao Huang rolled over on the floor and went back to sleep.
Fang Yun smiled faintly, exchanged a few more words with Yang Yuhuan, and saw her off to bed before heading to his study.
Once the Sacred Academy Assembly is over, I'll marry Yuhuan and bring her home in grand style. With that thought, Fang Yun contacted his friends in the Chen Family and asked them to help arrange a wedding.
Fang Yun disliked extravagance and waste, and he had no need for any spectacle to show off his status. For Yang Yuhuan, however, he would certainly hold a splendid wedding.
It was not for the pomp, but only to let Yuhuan know that he might not always be able to stay by her side, might not have many sweet words to offer, and might fall short in many ways-but whatever he could do, he would strive to do.
In fact, shortly after being granted the title of Void Sage, Fang Yun had already asked Zhao Hongzhuang to look into Yang Yuhuan's family. Her parents had passed away, but she still had relatives, all from ordinary households. Tomorrow, he would send people to bring some of her clansmen here, invite them to meet her, and have them attend the wedding when the time came.
At the same time, he would also send people to bring members of the Fang Household.
"A wedding... what a headache."
Few things could give Fang Yun a headache, but a wedding was certainly one of them. It would not only