After Yun Yun left with Xiao Fan, a deathly silence fell over the Misty Cloud Sect. The guests who had arrived so cheerfully for the wedding did their best to make themselves inconspicuous, afraid of angering the sect's big shots and having all that pent-up fury unleashed on them.
On what should have been a joyous day, the bride had run off with someone else, so the wedding naturally could not continue. As for the other star of the wedding, Gu He, he stood rooted to the spot, utterly dejected, with no one paying him any attention.
After issuing an order for Xiao Fan's arrest, Yun Shan turned his gaze toward Jia Xingtian and the others on the raised platform.
Their hearts lurched when they caught Yun Shan's gaze.
He isn't planning to attack right now, is he?
As Jia Xingtian looked at Yun Shan, his heart rose into his throat. Hai Bodong showed no outward reaction, but his hands tightened inside his sleeves.
Fortunately, Yun Shan only glanced at them before turning and vanishing, leaving the mess for the Misty Cloud Sect's elders and managers to clean up.
First Elder Yun Leng had taken some of the elders to pursue Yun Yun. Those who remained were precisely the ones who still felt grateful to her. They could not bear to turn against Yun Shan and the Misty Cloud Sect for her sake, but neither could they bring themselves to capture her just to curry favor with Yun Shan. Thus, they had stayed here all along, and now they could at least tidy up this mess.
The wedding was over, and Yun Shan had returned to the rear mountain. Under the arrangements made by the sect's elders, the guests on the mountaintop plaza gradually departed.
Jia Xingtian and Hai Bodong