Mark nodded slowly, his eyes scanning the hall with a calm expression that failed to hide the sharpness beneath.
"I don't know..." he murmured. "Can't trust those who play with politics. They won't even give things out of mere goodwill, especially to the people whom they saw as mere ants for centuries..."
Lan Xia's smile froze for a second. She opened her mouth, but Mark simply squeezed her hand lightly and smiled, "Forget about them. Today's our wedding day. Not a day to care about others."
Lan Xia's smile returned at that. She too squeezed his hand and nodded.
Almost two hours later, when the final important guest crossed the threshold, the couple finally stepped into the banquet hall.
