The First Elder glared angrily at Chu Wuqu, his finger trembling in fury. If not for the inconclusive outcome, he would have sought another battle with Chu Wuqu.
"What are you staring at?" Chu Wuqu snorted coldly, "My apprentice getting married is none of you old folks' business. You all come looking for relevance; the older you get, the more muddle-headed you are."
"Shut up!" The First Elder was so angry he felt a pain in his liver, "Say another word, and see if I don't strike you down!"
"Then come on, I'm waiting for you to come hit me!" Chu Wuqu replied scornfully.
"You—"
"Don't get angry, everyone!" Duan Nian couldn't hold back and interjected, "The food is ready. Please take your seats!"
"Hmph—"
The First Elder shook his hand dismissively and was the first to return to the main room.
"Miss..." The Second Elder persistently looked at Shen Qinglan.
