Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, that figure slowly walked into the hall.
"Hmm?"
Feng Wuheng was momentarily stunned, and then a few traces of solemnity flashed through his eyes.
Ouyang Chuchen, however, had an amused expression, as if gloating, and couldn't help but chuckle a few times.
Mo Wentian's expression was very serious, and he immediately stood up, looking sternly at that figure.
That figure was undoubtedly the Sword Demon.
The elders within the Sword Sect also had heavy expressions. Today was the day of Jian Yinhe's grand wedding, and under no circumstances should anything go wrong.
This wedding had warmly invited renowned individuals from the Galaxy Star Domain and the Sun Star Domain, but the Sword Demon was not on the invitation list.
