"I've placed someone inside your Skywake," said Yi.
"Let's call him Little Traitor for now."
"After you return, you continue to be the president, and he'll be the vice president."
"What do you think?"
"I think that's entirely possible," Zhou Ziqiang said with a wry smile and a helpless shrug. "After what happened this time, I'd already secretly decided that anyone could be vice president, just not a woman."
...
"Bow to the high hall! Bow to the heaven and earth! Husband and wife bow to each other!"
Zhou Ziqiang, wearing a large overcoat with a big red flower stitched onto the chest, and Yan Niang, veiled in red, stood inside a room, partaking in a makeshift wedding ceremony.
The grin on Sword Without End's face twitched uncontrollably as he played the role of the officiant.
It seems that nowadays, a man isn't ashamed to step outside unless he's killed a wife or two.
Yi kills his wife, and then you, Zhou Ziqiang, must also kill yours—after the wedding, no less.