After the wedding was the eagerly anticipated banquet.
Yi Lin took care of the entire event.
He had just finished his role as the groom and was immediately ushered into the kitchen, apron and all.
Luckily, there weren't many tables; otherwise, this "side gig as a chef" would have exhausted most of Yi Lin's energy, leaving the bride in trouble tonight.
In the courtyard.
The light faded away.
All the old monsters and immortals were spent.
As everyone knows, casting spells after the dwindling of Spiritual Energy is like burning one's life force.
After their brief pomp and arrogance, as Yi Lin set off fireworks, they stealthily slipped into "energy-saving" mode.
After all, no one's "special effects" were as dazzling as the groom's, so why embarrass themselves?
Jian Nanchun quietly sat on the Thousand Mechanism Sword and took his seat at the banquet.
The only ones eating here were the people from the old folks' home; these tables were easy to manage.
