The wedding ceremony of Ye Chenfeng and Wu Xiaofei along with several other women was a huge joyful event for the entire Wind Guard Camp.
The feast started at noon and continued into the night without ending; the kitchen of the Wind Guard Camp would occasionally add a dish or two, so in the end, each table was piled high with various dishes.
Old Mr. Ye and old Mr. Yu along with other older men were sipping fine wine and reminiscing about their youth, while the younger generation at other tables was talking animatedly, their refined manners nowhere in sight.
Dusk had fallen completely, and a silver-white moon hung in the pitch-black sky.
The practice grounds of the Wind Guard Camp were brightly lit, and everyone present showed no signs of ending the celebration, as if they wanted to continue the wedding feast day and night.
As for Bai Xueling, Wu Xiaofei, and other women, they had long returned to the villa's bridal suite to rest.
