Chapter 21
Wedding? Funeral? Things are getting complicated!

The next day, the sun hung high in the sky!

On the road, two young men were driving a carriage.

The carriage was filled with fine wine.

It was Bai Li Dong Jun and Si Kong Chang Feng.

Today, they came to their appointment, offering wine, to disrupt the wedding!

Beside them, a stream of carriages and horses passed by.

"That's the Iron Sword Sect!"

"The Five Tiger Banner!"

"The Seven Killing Gang!"

"The Divine Might Escort Agency!"

.......

Si Kong Chang Feng pointed to each group, introducing them to Bai Li Dong Jun.

Suddenly, a grand and luxurious carriage came into view, flanked by armored cavalry wielding halberds.

"Wow, the Emperor has six, the princes five, and the ministers four!"

"The person inside must be one of the nine high-ranking officials of the court, a powerful figure!"

Bai Li Dong Jun exclaimed.

"This is Hui Xi Jun, the son of the former General of the South. His father died for the country, and the court granted him a title, ranking him above the nine high-ranking officials. He holds immense influence in the Southwest Prefecture!"

Si Kong Chang Feng seemed to know more about these matters.

"This time we go, we must also pay attention to the White Dragon Gang. They're the third largest force in the Southwest Prefecture, and they deal in the most ruthless business, murder and arson. They have no bottom line! Even if you're a young marquis, they might dare to attack you."

Si Kong Chang Feng continued to explain to Bai Li Dong Jun.

Hearing about potential risks,

Bai Li Dong Jun's eyes brightened even further!

This was exciting.

Meanwhile, at the Gu Mansion.

Red lanterns hung brightly, and guests arrived in an endless stream, creating a lively atmosphere!

Just a day ago, the Gu Mansion was filled with incense and offerings, paper money scattered in the air, due to the death of Gu Luo Li.

As noon approached, most guests had arrived.

Yet, the plump Third and Fifth Masters of the Gu family still stood obsequiously at the entrance.

Despite the presence of various influential gangs, the White Dragon Gang collaborating with the Yan family, and even the protagonist of the event, the Yan family, the wedding ceremony couldn't begin!

They were still waiting for the last, most esteemed guest!

"Hui Xi Jun has arrived!"

The luxurious carriage that Bai Li Dong Jun had seen finally reached the Gu Mansion.

A man with a luxurious attire but a somewhat listless demeanor, his eyes dark and sunken, stepped out of the carriage.

It was Hui Xi Jun!

The Third and Fifth Masters of the Gu family immediately bowed and scraped, flattering him with obsequious greetings, as if they wished to prostrate themselves before him!

"Greetings to Hui Xi Jun! Your presence at my nephew's wedding brings honor and glory to our humble abode, honor and glory indeed!"

Hui Xi Jun merely glanced at the two men.

"They're far inferior to the former Gu Family Head, Gu Luo Li. Mere lowly servants!"

He then entered the Gu Mansion.

Upon hearing this, the Third and Fifth Masters of the Gu family's eyes narrowed in anger.

However, they didn't dare show any displeasure and continued to obsequiously follow him into the mansion.

At the same time.

From atop a nearby building, two men stood, one sitting and one standing.

The one sitting was Su Chang He.

The one standing was Su Mu Yu, the 'Puppet' of the Dark River, who had been severely injured by Blood Shadow Ye Yu's sword!

Su Chang He held a throwing dagger, spinning it between his fingers.

His eyes, however, were fixed on the Gu Mansion:

"Just a funeral, yet they make such a big show of it. Soon it will be a hell on earth, boring!"

Su Mu Yu clutched his sword, saying, "It's a wedding!"

"It's all the same. You waited for seven days, but the Gu Sword Sect still hasn't shown up. That must please you. You didn't disappoint the Eight Great Young Masters, Ling Yun. At least you didn't fail the Dark River's task."

"Oh right, that guy who injured you with one sword the other day, he seemed to be a servant, and he awakened the intelligence of Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai. It seems the enemies of the Dark River are truly fearsome!"

Hearing Su Chang He's words,

Su Mu Yu's eyes flickered with fear:

"Enough, Su Chang He, shut your mouth and watch the show!"

Inside the Gu Mansion, the guests were all seated.

Among them, the Third and Fifth Masters of the Gu family, along with a burly figure, sat at the head table.

The man's eyes were sharp, a fierce scar running across them, radiating a fierce aura.

It was Yan Bie Tian, the head of the Yan family.

A peak Earth Realm expert!

Yan Bie Tian wore a smile at this moment.

His eyes occasionally flickered with cunning!

Under his arrangement,

The Yan family, along with the White Dragon Gang and numerous forces,

had secretly deployed their men to control the entire Gu Mansion.

It could be said that at this moment, the Gu Mansion.

Was entirely under Yan Bie Tian's control.

He was waiting for the wedding ceremony to finish.

So he could completely take over the Gu family!

"It's the auspicious hour, play music, welcome the newlyweds!"

Joyful music of silk, bamboo, and strings filled the air.

A woman of breathtaking beauty, clad in a red wedding dress and a red veil covering her face, slowly walked down the red carpet towards the hall.

But what was baffling was the so-called groom.

Ling Yun, the Gu Sword Sect, was dressed in white, his expression calm, neither happy nor angry!

This was Gu Jian Men's choice.

Only when attending a funeral would one wear white.

And for Gu Jian Men,

He knew that he wasn't the main character of today's wedding, but the mysterious young man.

Today, Gu Jian Men only wanted to kill.

And when he killed, he wanted to wear white.

Because when blood splattered on it, it would look especially vivid!

The guests began to murmur amongst themselves.

Yan Bie Tian, and the Third and Fifth Masters of the Gu family, all turned dark.

And at this moment, a young voice broke the silence:

"The fine wine hasn't arrived, the guests are not all here, how can this joyous feast."

"begin?"