Then quietly asked Su Mo:
"Master, you and the Second Master are getting married, isn't there going to be a wedding banquet?"
"You're just a kid, talking nonsense?"
Without waiting for Su Mo to answer, Uncle Fu glared at Zhen Xiaoxiao.
Zhen Xiaoxiao was momentarily disappointed: "No?"
"There is!"
Uncle Fu immediately glared: "It has to be a flowing feast!"
"Flowing? Eating on a boat?"
Zhen Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up.
"..."
Uncle Fu felt he couldn't explain clearly to this child who only had food in his head.
He could only nod helplessly.
Zhen Xiaoxiao's eyes sparkled immediately:
"Great, the Master and Second Master are getting married.
"We can all eat on the big boat!!"
Everyone looked at Zhen Xiaoxiao, including the White Tiger who was gnawing at half a cow over there, couldn't help but glance at this rival.
Then there seemed to be a hint of anticipation in White Tiger's eyes.
From this moment, time suddenly accelerated.
The next day, Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun were dragged by Uncle Fu to Zhiyuan Temple to make their vows.
The subsequent crafting of the guest list took quite some time.
The Luofeng Alliance's Messenger Eagles almost all took to the skies, flying to various parts of Donghuang.
As the Messenger Eagles took flight, the news that Su Mo, Donghuang's top martial artist, was about to get married spread across the world.
For a time, many idle people from Jianghu came rushing to Luoxia City.
Whether they attended the feast or not wasn't important; they weren't like Zhen Xiaoxiao and that gluttonous White Tiger.
What mattered was if they could just show their face in front of the top martial artist in Donghuang, it would be boast-worthy in the future.
As for those who received invitations, each was cursing loudly.
Not because they were unhappy about receiving the invitation.
Rather, besides being flattered, the timing was just too rushed.
In such a hurry, how could one prepare a suitable gift for this top martial artist of Donghuang?
This was the wedding banquet of Donghuang's number one martial artist.
Ordinary items simply wouldn't do.
If you received news through Messenger Eagle and then traveled for nearly a month, arriving at the place, presenting two hundred taels of silver as a wedding gift.
This would be no better than slapping Su Mo in the face.
Many who received invitations were pulling their hair out all night in anxiety.
Yet no matter how much hair was pulled or how much they cursed, they still had to come.
Some of those who ran escort agencies themselves had never heard of the invitation, looked bewildered.
Some of them were realizing for the first time, oh, this top martial artist of Donghuang was actually running an escort agency.
Then feeling dejected, how could there be such a big difference between running escort agencies?
Those who hadn't reacted were confused, Su Mo's getting married, but we don't know each other, why send me the invitation?
But having received the invitation, they couldn't not go.
Not going was also slapping Su Mo in the face, attending without a suitable gift was also face-slapping.
This was simply a dilemma upon dilemma.
But regardless of the issues, those who were invited had to come, and they set out as soon as they got the invitation.
They had to ride fast horses as well.
Otherwise, they wouldn't make it to the wedding feast.
Unintentionally, the horse breeders in Jianghu suddenly made a fortune.
A group of thieves along the river, upon hearing the news, gathered quickly and headed towards the Luofeng Alliance.
This surprised the passing ships greatly.
Why are there no more robbers along the river?
Nevertheless, they didn't have time to think about it; lately, they've been constantly ferrying people.
Suddenly, the flow between the two places increased substantially.
Jiyang Ferry was soon overflowing with people, and a boat was hard to find.
Even on the river, they saw many large boats rushing towards Three Rivers Bay.
The dock at Three Rivers Bay was almost too crowded to hold.
Some people decided not to stop, going directly to Nanhai Bay, which allowed access to Luoxia City.
A stone stirred up a thousand waves; the entire Jianghu was thus set in motion.
No matter how Jianghu moved, Su Mo couldn't care, nor could he do much about it.
He was already busy to the point his heels were hitting his head.
In two lifetimes, he had never married or had a wedding.
Who would have thought, getting married could be so troublesome.
The date was calculated by Yang Yizhi.
The venue also needed to be prepared and organized, during which the Luofeng Alliance contributed tremendously.
Wei Ruhan knew Su Mo was getting married and offered manpower and effort wholeheartedly.
Paying no attention to the fact that this time Su Mo was marrying Yang Xiaoyun instead of Wei Ziyi.
Su Mo visited the old man twice; the old man seemed in good spirits, but his martial arts had scattered since the duel with Wei Qixiong.
He was too old; to forcibly retain his martial arts would mean losing his life.
The old man claimed it was a blessing in disguise.
How could a martial artist casually let go of their skills?
Some people commit suicide and scatter their skills only when they've had enough of life.
Because of this battle, his martial arts were entirely wiped away, yet he remained unharmed.
Now that his skills were gone, the Luofeng Alliance had a place.
He became an ordinary wealthy old man, able to discuss events with Hua Qianyu.
Supporting Hua Qianyu, he would help as long as he's alive.
If he had less than two years left, then dying was just dying — he saw things very clearly now.
Su Mo certainly wouldn't bring up the matter between himself and Wei Ziyi during this time.
But the old man laughed and poked fun a bit, then said nothing more.
Just told Su Mo that life's journey is long, take it slow and walk steadily.
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