Chapter 135: Grand Wedding - III
Rhain turned his attention back toward the palanquin.
Standing between him and the veiled sedan was a group of roughly a dozen young men and women, all dressed in extravagant robes.
They were clearly the best of the Graves family's younger generation — handsome, beautiful, and radiating the dense auras of talented cultivators.
Leading them, standing at the very front was a familiar face.
Hale.
Rhain hadn't met him since the Hollow Realm.
His cultivation had unexpectedly reached the second level of Essence Condensation Realm.
However, at this moment, these youths did not look like proud geniuses at all.
Every single one of the youths standing before the palanquin looked profoundly nervous, their eyes flickering between each other and then back toward Rhain.
Hale's gaze silently swept over the group behind him, silently begging for backup.
