The wedding of Luo Binghe and Shen Qingqiu shook the vast realms of the world with shock, let alone the cultivation world. It was almost laughable how the public fell into shambles, but the two don’t care.

Shen Qingqiu sat gracefully as always across from you, his green eyes peering at you over his fluttering fan. One elegant eyebrow twitched, like he was on the verge of fidgeting.

Luo Binghe eagerly walks in, setting down tea and snacks, his bright red eyes glancing between you two.