The hall fell into utter silence, with all eyes on William Cole and Ruth Dawn.
William's mind went blank, and he looked at Ruth in disbelief, "Why won't you leave? Have you set your heart on marrying Nathaniel Dawn that much?"
"What was your purpose in coming to the Dawn Sect? Even our son, you're willing to hand him over to someone else to be their child?"
Faintly, William heard countless sneers around him.
"Hahaha, he came to snatch the bride, but the bride won't leave with him? This is hilarious."
"Is this Lord Cole?"
"Patriarch's face has been completely lost,"
"Ah, to grovel over a woman like this, is this what a man is supposed to be?"
William's gaze became vacant, and he still refused to believe, "Why? Why won't you leave?"
"Given the circumstances, what's the point of throwing a tantrum?"
Ruth's gaze was somewhat complex as she took a deep breath, "I'm not throwing a tantrum, nor is this about throwing a tantrum."