The number of people who came from the Yan family today was far beyond everyone's expectations.
Even if you added up all the other sects and families from the Southwest Dao who came to offer congratulations, they would probably only be equal to the number of people Yan Bie Tian brought. This was not the kind of lineup you would expect for a wedding, it was more like they were coming to take over the Gu family!
After the guests were seated.
The so-called auspicious time was only a few moments away.
The Third Master Gu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and shouted, "Hurry up and bring out the bride and groom!"
Gu Jian Men, dressed in red, and Yan Liu Li, covered with a red veil, were escorted from both sides.
Gu Jian Men’s expression was impassive, and Yan Liu Li's steps were calm.
There was no sign of joy, nor was there any anger.
The faces of everyone present were filled with amusement. Nine out of ten of these people were not here to offer genuine congratulations, but to watch the show. The death of Gu Luo Li in the Southwest Dao was no secret.
It was also no secret that Gu Jian Men had returned from Tianqi, vowing to avenge his brother.
The struggle for control of the Southwest Dao between the Yan and Gu families would be a spectacle rarely seen in a decade. They had come to see the outcome of this dragon fight, not to truly watch someone get married.
But once that head bowed in worship, the show would be over.
Wen Hu Jiu and Bai Li Dong Jun, seated at the tables, also kept looking out, their eyes never leaving the doorway from the moment Gu Jian Men and Yan Liu Li emerged.
Fortunately, there were quite a few people today who did not want to see the Yan and Gu families marry. Their expectations were not disappointed. At that moment, several people carrying a large coffin jumped in from outside the Gu manor.
As soon as they landed, the leader placed the massive object upright in the middle of the courtyard.
"Everyone, we've delivered the goods. We're leaving."
The leader bowed slightly and, without a moment's delay, turned and left with the others.
"What is this?"
Many people were curious.
But more people recognized it at a glance.
Made of willow wood, with a large head and a small tail.
This is... a coffin?
Sending a coffin to the wedding feast of the Yan and Gu families?
The crowd gasped.
Gu Jian Men took a step forward and pushed open the lid of the coffin.
Inside, a person lay with their eyes closed. Their clothes were torn in several places, as if they had been through a brutal battle, stained with blood. There was a fatal wound at the throat.
The throat had been cut, even the most powerful person would have to die.
Gu Jian Men's face finally changed.
Sorrow, anger, hatred, all kinds of emotions surged through him.
Because the person in the coffin was...
"Brother~!"
"Gu Luo Li?!"
The Third Master Gu stared in disbelief, then rolled and crawled back to the hall.
"Third Uncle, what are you afraid of?"
Gu Jian Men turned abruptly and looked at the Third Master Gu not far away: "Third Uncle, didn't you say that Big Brother died of illness?"
"He died from a serious illness. I was afraid of spreading the disease, so I burned the body right away, and the ashes are still in the backyard. But what about my brother's body?"
"What about the wound on the body?"
All the suppressed emotions erupted at that moment. Gu Jian Men roared.
He had known all along.
But seeing his brother's body with his own eyes, he finally could no longer bear it.
Upon hearing this, Yan Liu Li, the bride, no longer pretended. She tore off the red veil and looked at Gu Luo Li lying in the coffin, her beautiful eyes filled with anger and killing intent.
"Li Su Li, sword!"
Li Su Li, who had been silent in the crowd, immediately stepped forward. With a flick of his left hand, a long sword came out of its sheath with a "shing" sound, flashing a cold light, and went towards Gu Jian Men. Gu Jian Men stretched out his left hand and gripped the sword.
The famous sword "Yue Xue," a sword that could cut through the snow falling from the sky. It was given to him by his elder brother, Gu Luo Li, when he was thirteen years old, after he had spent a lot of money to get it.
...
Just then, something else happened.
Bang! Bang! Bang~!
The people Yan Bie Tian brought to the front of the Gu manor flew back in.
"Before the feast begins, I have a score to settle with Yan Bie Tian. Would everyone please give me some time?"
A young voice rang out, accompanied by a figure that shone in the sunlight.
Everyone was startled and looked towards the door.
A young man, who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, stood at the door.
"Who is this fool who doesn't know what's good for him? Don't you know this is the wedding of the Yan and Gu families? How dare you cause trouble here, you're asking for death!" A sect leader from the Southwest Dao who had come to the banquet sneered.
"Idiot!"
The sect leader was furious: "Youngster, what did you say?"
Mo Qian Chou, who had come to the banquet with his elders, sneered: "Since he dares to come to our doorstep, he must have his own confidence. A frog at the bottom of a well, unaware of the vastness of the world, dares to bark here."
"He's actually going to cause trouble for Yan Bie Tian!"
Everyone who knew Wen Nan Tian's identity was about to pop their eyes out. Many people exclaimed in surprise.
Those who didn't know him were puzzled: "Who is this person? Why are you reacting so strongly? Could this young man be of extraordinary lineage?"
"Extraordinary? He's more than that!"
Mu Qian Shu, the sect leader of the Iron Sword Sect, said, "Nan Tian Gongzi, with a thousand swords at his command, he has overshadowed all the young talents of the Southwest Dao. The older generation of masters are afraid to face him. He is a Sword Immortal!"
"Sword... Sword Immortal??"
The person who asked the question almost popped his eyeballs out.
He looked incredulously at the young man who was striding into the Gu manor, as if taking a leisurely walk in his own backyard, and rubbed his eyes hard to make sure he wasn't mistaken. It was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.
At such a young age, he was already a Sword Immortal??
"Young Master Wen Nan Tian, today is the wedding of my younger sister and the second son of the Gu family. If I have offended you in any way, please forgive me. Please give me, Yan Bie Tian, some face. I will apologize to you in person later, how about that?"
"No need." Wen Nan Tian replied calmly, in two words.
Everyone at the banquet was startled. They couldn't believe that Wen Nan Tian was so blunt in his refusal, not giving Yan Bie Tian any face. But considering the Sword Immortal-like methods he had used last night, they could only accept it. With such strength, he truly had the qualifications to look down upon Yan Bie Tian.
But the forces that were close to Yan Bie Tian and the Yan family did not think so.
"Who's this young brat, so arrogant and disrespectful?"
"The Yan family is the overlord of the Southwest Dao. He dares to not give the Yan family face in front of all of us. Doesn't he fear that he won't be able to leave Chai Sang City today?"
"Lord Yan, since this youngster is so disrespectful, let me deal with him for you."
As soon as these words came out, many people looked at the leader of the Seven Kill Gang, who had spoken, with strange looks.
He had only finished speaking when he bowed to Yan Bie Tian and then rushed towards Wen Nan Tian, like a fierce tiger, his fists like thunder, his tiger claws aimed at Wen Nan Tian's face.
"Watch out!"
Someone exclaimed.
"Too late!"
The leader of the Seven Kill Gang sneered. His Tiger Claw Tear, swift and fierce, could tear apart a wild beast. He was already close enough, and no matter how careful he was, there was nothing he could do but die.
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