Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit stiff, Wang Zhaoyan took the initiative to start a conversation.
"Mr. Qi and I have just tentatively set the wedding for ten days from now. I wonder what you think, Champion Marquis."
The Champion Marquis thought for a moment and nodded. "I have the utmost trust in Elder Mr. Qi."
Then, his tone shifted. "However, I'm afraid ten days is a bit too long. I've sensed the Court intends to dispatch troops to the Northwest Three States soon, with the Holy Netherworld as the target. If so, I'm afraid I won't be able to attend the wedding."
This topic immediately caught Lu Mingyuan's attention.
'Prince Zhenbei's campaign was a success. Is the Champion Marquis going to make a move now, too?'
'It seems the Court wants to press its advantage.'
