His voice was hoarse and desperate.
After finishing the last sentence, Chu Xuan coldly shook off her hand and turned around, step by step, walking down the altar.
The sky suddenly began to snow again, and the snowfall grew heavier, turning Chu Xuan's festive red robe white in an instant.
With an expressionless face, he clasped his hands towards the guests: "Due to my mistake today, the wedding encountered some changes; this marriage cannot proceed for now. I apologize to you all, and have caused embarrassment to our sect."
"I hope when you mention this incident after leaving today, you will only say it was my, Chu Xuan's fault, for not seeing people clearly, unrelated to the sect, and especially unrelated to my master."
"Everyone, please now disperse. I, Chu Xuan, will apologize another day."
The guests sighed deeply upon hearing this, never expecting today's lively and joyous occasion would end in such an embarrassingly awkward way for both sides.
