Amidst Gu Yulin's chant, An Yiqing and Gu Yelin knelt together and bowed toward the space between heaven and earth.
"Second bow to the ancestors!"
The two turned, facing the elders, and bowed firmly. Gu Zhongyi, An Muyun, and Ye Chenghong, the illustrious seniors, all had tears in their eyes, nodding repeatedly.
"Husband and wife bow to each other!"
"You cannot bow! I won't allow it!—" A furious shout suddenly erupted, startling everyone.
An Yiqing and Gu Yelin remained unmoving, calmly bowing down.
Gu Yulin's expression didn't change either, his chant grew even louder— "Ceremony—complete—!"
Bang— Suddenly, the long red carpet shattered into pieces, and amidst the gasps of everyone, a group of people appeared at the other end of the red carpet.
With Gu Yelin's support, An Yiqing slowly stood up, lifting the wedding veil off her head, her gaze cold as frost.
