Everyone was looking at the young man, then fell into a silent state.
If it were an ordinary person marrying an unremarkable commoner, they would not say anything nor intervene.
But Zhao Qingmei was different.
What kind of person was Zhao Qingmei? She was a prodigy with demonic talents, a lofty Sect Hierarch of the Demon Sect.
She bore not only the lives but also the hopes of all the members of the Demon Sect.
Duanmu Xinghua broke the deadlock and asked, "Sect Hierarch, is...is this gentleman marrying into our Demon Sect?"
Zhao Qingmei narrowed her eyes and coldly glanced at Duanmu Xinghua, "Duanmu Xinghua, I hope you won't say that again in the future."
Upon hearing this, Duanmu Xinghua immediately shut her mouth and said no more.
She knew that only when Zhao Qingmei was truly angry would she call her by her full name.
An Jing, however, appeared calm as if he had not heard Duanmu Xinghua's words at all.