In the red envelopes that Yun Shuang had prepared in advance, there were nothing but Treasures.
Since they were all their own people anyway, she simply chose to be generous.
No wonder that after the disciples of Xiaoyao Peak received the red envelopes, none of them felt it proper to block the way any longer.
On the contrary, one after another, they all went to lead Shen Han on.
Each obstacle that had been set up beforehand—once he passed through, it was counted as Shen Han having cleared it.
He walked all the way inward and finally arrived before Shi Yuezhu's little courtyard.
At the gate of the courtyard, Liu Xilan and a group of female disciples were standing guard.
This could be regarded as the final checkpoint held by the bride's side.
Shen Han today carried a few more shades of maturity and solemnity.
Dressed in festive wedding robes, the bridegroom truly seemed more radiant, more dazzling.
