There was little to say about the wedding itself.
It was simply very elaborate.
But the one with the most complicated feelings was not Li Xia, but his father by circumstance, Li Zhun.
A prime example of a father rising through his son, he had received excellent grooming from the higher-ups over the past two years and had now been entrusted with an important position. Along the way, he had also heard bits and pieces from them about the extraordinary contributions his youngest son had made to the family. After all, he was quite self-aware. He knew exactly what he was worth. With his paltry abilities, he was nevertheless enjoying the treatment afforded to direct-line family members...
Unless the family's higher-ups had gone mad, they could not possibly have been so generous.
The reason could not have been his eldest daughter or second son, neither of whom amounted to much. It could only have been his youngest son, whom the direct-line members praised so highly.
But that was precisely why his feelings were all the more complicated.
In his younger days, he had gone against his father's wishes, set aside some of the family's unwritten conventions, fallen in love with a woman with no aptitude for cultivation, and had three children with her in succession.
For that reason, all three children actually had poor innate cultivation aptitudes, considerably worse even than his own.
Originally, he had planned to let his slightly more gifted eldest daughter, Li Qin, and second son, Li Yang, try their luck on the mainland and see whether they could meet outstanding young talents from powerful cultivation traditions at university. As for his youngest son, sending him to the Island Nation's secular world to learn how to manage the family's businesses and secure a lifetime of wealth