Xu Lai's voice was very soft, yet Ruan Tang heard a deeply suppressed heaviness in it as she stepped out of the palanquin.
It had to be said that Ruan Lan had done a good job. She had applied light makeup to Ruan Tang, making the already bright and charming woman even more dazzling. Clad in a wedding dress that seemed to hold countless swirling galaxies, she sent Xu Lai's mind into a momentary daze.
Ruan Tang took the initiative to hold Xu Lai's hand and said gently, "First, take Yiyi and me to offer incense to Master, Senior Sister, and my Senior Brothers."
"Okay," Xu Lai responded.
They didn't have to walk far up the mountain behind the Sect to see four grave mounds come into view. In front of each mound was a wedding invitation. Ruan Tang led Yiyi forward to offer incense and pay their respects.
"Call him Grandfather," Xu Lai said to the daughter in his arms, his gaze fixed on the grave of his master, Yu Shouzong.
