Sang village.
Seven pine and cypress trees stood in a line. In front of the mansion, the festive music was still playing, but there was no other noise at the scene.
Everyone looked straight at PEI Ling and repeated the village chief's words mechanically, " "Since young master is here to welcome the bride, please perform the wedding ceremony."
PEI Ling's expression did not change, but a huge sense of danger suddenly appeared in his heart.
He suddenly had a strong premonition that this so-called happy event was actually a funeral specially prepared for him!
I can't agree to this!
If he agreed, he would die!
At this moment, the village chief extended his hand towards the guest and said again, " "Since young master is here to fetch the bride on my son's behalf, then I will have to continue to trouble young master with the wedding ceremony."
Seeing that PEI Ling was unmoved, the village chief repeated again, his tone even more serious.