Xia Yun was to marry, and by tradition, the Xia Family should have personally welcomed the bride, but ultimately, they did not come.
When the time was nearly upon them, there was still no sign of Xia Yun, and Liumeier felt disappointed once again.
"Grand Commander, it seems the Xia Family really won't be coming!"
"Yes, we've been waiting for more than an hour now."
"Grand Commander, it looks like the Liu Family will have to send her over personally."
The high-ranking members of the various major powers discussed among themselves, angry and helpless at the Xia Family's actions.
"Brother Feng, what should we do?" Liu Qingyang asked, looking at Feng Wuchen.
"Since the Xia Family won't come, then we'll just send her over," said Feng Wuchen with a slight smile, his gaze turning towards the sky. "Duan Henxi should be arriving shortly."
"Chi Huang, Xue Feng, Kuang Zhan, go," commanded Feng Wuchen.