By all accounts, a wedding should be filled with festivity, auspiciousness, and joy.
Yet, the wedding at the Hai Family Mansion seemed quite peculiar.
The boisterous, noisy, and vibrant wedding site, however, exuded a certain chill, silence, and solemnity.
Lu Ban saw the Hai Family's old master and the Lady of the Hai Family sitting in chairs in the main hall, awaiting the newlyweds.
And beside them stood a figure in black clothing, wearing a mask.
That must be the Hai Family's groom.
Even without anyone explaining, Lu Ban knew this.
Because the mask was simply too conspicuous.
It was a mask of a fish, with the commonplace, ubiquitous appearance of a fish head, all in a dark greenish-black color that, paired with the black clothing on the person, made them look like a walking fish.
The bridal sedan arrived at the front courtyard, the men holding it slowly set it down, and robotically retreated, clearing a path for the sedan chair.
Cui Siter caught sight of the black tower.