"Extra, extra! Eighth Master's getting married! Chun Prefecture is hosting a rolling banquet for half a month! Come celebrate if you've got the time, folks!"
"Extra, extra! Eighth Master's getting married! All you petty thieves, listen up! Anyone caught during this period will have their hands chopped off by Ninth Master himself!"
There was one day left until the wedding.
Chun Prefecture City was decked out in red and festive decorations.
Every household had pasted the character for double happiness outside its door.
Xiao Yuan's wedding was the grandest occasion Chun Prefecture had seen in recent years.
From the city's dignitaries down to the street vendors, everyone was in high spirits.
Luxury cars filled the area outside the city gates. Representatives of various powers had come to offer their congratulations, blocking the road completely.
"Please line up, bosses. We're just guarding the gates for Eighth Master, so don't make things hard for us. Register one at a time."
Xiao Feng led his brothers in handing out cigarettes and water to the vehicles along the road while having his men register the guests.
Inside an imported seven-seater car.
Four young men and women curiously studied Chun Prefecture's towering city gates.
"Didn't they say the enemy had taken Chun Prefecture? Why isn't there a single sign of fighting?" A cute girl with baby fat, who looked eighteen or nineteen, leaned against the window and asked curiously.
"Didn't know, did you? Overlord wiped out the Koreans before they even entered the city." The young man beside her grinned smugly. "That's inside information."
"Then why did all the news say Chun Prefecture City had fallen and the civilians had suffered heavy casualties?" The girl looked at the middle-aged man, the oldest person in the car.
The middle-aged man had a bearing much like Li