A demon and a Daoist squatted on the beam for a while without fighting, after all, everyone knew the hour had not yet arrived. But squatting like this in the bridal chamber was quite boring, and even the old Daoist couldn't help but chat.
"...Do you know that bald guy?"
The Law Enforcement Venerable shook his head.
The old Daoist was speechless,
"You don't know him and still let him have the wedding night with your daughter?"
The Law Enforcement Venerable glanced at him sideways,
"He's nothing more than a sacrificial offering necessary for the unsealing and emergence. What's the difference from pigs and sheep."
The old Daoist shook his head, calculated with his fingers, and said,
"That's not how it is. He's not being served up bound and gagged. He won openly, by competing for a bride, winning the heart, and forcefully took someone else's marriage into the room, really able to bear this bond.
