Xuan Jiuling was silent for a while before sighing. "I understand. Let's go."
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When Xuan Jiuling arrived at the main hall, everyone had already arrived.
Xuan Yuze, the Black Tortoise Clan's Patriarch, was sitting at the main seat. When he saw him, he immediately smiled and waved at him.
"Elder Jiuling, you're finally here. Please take a seat. We're discussing the marriage between Qingling and Young Master An of the White Fen Clan. You've been in Snowflake City for the longest time and have had a lot of contact with the White Fen Clan. What do you think about this marriage?"
Xuan Jiuling cupped his hands and bowed. He looked up and sighed in his heart.
Xuan Yuze was leaning on a huge recliner. Although he was trying his best to stay alert, his expression was still dispirited, and an unnatural purplish pallor on his face.