Although the wedding banquet that evening had been arranged in haste, the Nalan Family's prestige alone should have drawn a houseful of distinguished guests. Filling several hundred tables should have been no problem at all.
Yet the exact opposite happened. Invitations had gone out for several hundred tables, but barely anyone came. Fewer than twenty tables were occupied; the rest stood empty.
Seventh Brother Nalan Yingwu's face darkened with fury. Slamming the table, he cursed, "Wolves' hearts and dogs' lungs! That's exactly what they have! Our Nalan Family has never treated them poorly!"
"Calm down, Seventh Brother. There's nothing strange about this. Tang Wen is the target of everyone's attacks now. Who would dare come and get the stink all over themselves?" Nalan Xingde was not angry at all. He motioned for his seventh brother to sit down.
"I've seen them calling you their brother all the time, Eldest Brother. I've got a bunch of brothers too, calling me brother every day. But the moment something happens, they're nowhere to be seen. They're all fucking dog shit!" Nalan Yingwu cursed.
"Seventh Brother, more than half of Eldest Brother's friends are business acquaintances, along with some friends from the martial world.
"The rest are members of our own Lineage. Business acquaintances are only there to discuss business. They aren't willing to stake their fortunes and lives on the Nalan Family.
"The same naturally goes for those friends in the martial world. Whoever dares visit our home today, especially to attend our son-in-law's wedding banquet, would be opposing the Song Family and the Imperial Clan. Who has that kind of courage?
"Never mind them. What about our own Lineage members? Plenty of them haven't come either.
"Even our own clansmen are behaving this way, let alone those people.
"The world blows hot