A simple carriage slowly came to a halt in front of Master Songguan's villa. Seated on the shaft was a coachman dressed in black, wearing a bamboo hat. He glanced around and then turned slightly to say a few words to the passenger inside the carriage.
"Miss, there are many people outside."
A child jumped out of the carriage, looking around and seeing, as the coachman had mentioned, quite a few people standing and waiting, all male students, with displeasure in their eyes.
"Miss, perhaps these people want to see who is so fortunate to have caught Old Mr. Meng's favor." Inside the carriage, a woman in an ink-black dress spoke to the woman dressed simply but with superior materials, "Does Miss want to put on the veil hat?"
"Are these people so bored?" Wufu had half of her face darkened.
Yes, the person in the carriage that everyone was curious about was none other than Wufu.
It's just a master ceremony, is it really worth all this fuss, and for them to even come to watch?
