A ten-thousand-gold famed steed—Fire-Treading White Cloud.
Most people would likely never even hear, in their entire lives, that there were famed steeds in this world worth over ten thousand gold, much less see one with their own eyes.
In that instant, no fewer than a thousand onlookers erupted into excitement.
This was the standard of a Celestial Aristocratic Clan's Young Clan Leader coming to take a bride—it truly had style. It seemed Miss Ruolan's husband's family was anything but simple.
The more they looked at that groom, the more pleasing he became to the eye, as though he were glittering brilliantly, his entire body glowing.
At the same time.
Wang Shouzhe's wedding procession slowly approached the ceremonial archway.
Behind Wang Shouzhe, who rode at the very front, came a group of relatives dressed in splendid festive clothes, all mounted on tall, fine horses of uniform color.
Aside from Wang Shouzhe, the most conspicuous among them was Chen Fangjie, the Chen Clan's Young Clan Leader.
Over the past year, Chen Fangjie had truly been riding high.
First, his father Chen Dewei had accumulated strength over many years before bursting forth in one stroke, breaking through into the Spirit Platform Realm. Then Chen Fangjie had married Wang Luoyi, the Wang Clan's eldest direct-line daughter. He was full of high spirits and smug satisfaction.
Now that Shouzhe was taking a bride, Chen Fangjie, as his direct elder brother-in-law, naturally had to come lend a hand.
Naturally, he would not yield the vital duty of escorting the wedding procession to anyone else.
Yet Shouzhe's outfit was simply too dazzling. It was far more glorious than Chen Fangjie's own wedding attire had been.
People feared nothing more than comparison.
"Third Brother-in-law."
As Chen Fangjie rode his tall horse, muttering endlessly to himself, Wang Shounuo, the