Early the next morning, Ye Qi calculated the time and went to find the Clan Leader.
Unexpectedly, the Clan Leader was discussing his and Wen Xiao'ai's wedding with several other Elders.
As soon as the Elders saw him, their faces lit up with various expressions of congratulations.
"Ye Qi, congratulations, congratulations, it's been hundreds of years, and at last you've won the beauty's heart."
"Yes, yes, after so many years, we can finally drink the wedding wine of you and the Little Princess."
Ye Qi's face didn't look very pleased; he wanted to say something but didn't know how to start.
He just nodded stiffly, dealing with the Elders.
"What's wrong? Are you still not feeling well? Why don't you seem happy at all?"
"I think he's too happy, overjoyed." As soon as one Elder spoke, the others laughed along.
However, Elder Ye, seeing the heavy issues hidden beneath his son's stiff smile, couldn't share the happiness.
