This year, the Saint Lord was finally willing to attend personally, making Cedric's heart overflow with joy.
But who would have thought that the Saint Lord was merely attending, acting completely as a hands-off boss.
The matters falling on his head were actually more numerous than in previous years.
Having to worry more and suffer a bit of exhaustion was fine.
Who told him to be the First Elder of the Hale family? But who could have imagined that after exhausting all his mental energy to ensure the ceremony would be held smoothly, the Saint Lord pulled a stunt like this on him.
This was simply treating his efforts as a child's game, throwing his blood, sweat, and tears on the ground and viciously trampling on them.
Had I known this would happen, it would have been better not to let the Saint Lord attend.
"Saint Lord Alex, what is the meaning of this?"
