Tu Tianmo stood among the crowd, glanced at the arrangement of those on his side, then looked up at the greater pageantry of the celestial beings above with clouds and celestial music swirling around, feeling like a mere minion in this heavenly wedding.
He glanced at Si Yun, the daughter of Si Yi, and asked, "Why haven't I seen Xiang Haocu lately? Didn't he come to this wedding?"
Si Yun nodded coldly, "Haven't seen him."
Tu Tianmo murmured, "Do you think Xiang Haocu might have activated it as well? After all, that's really powerful."
Si Yun shook her head, "He's not that kind of person."
Tu Tianmo said nothing, just felt foolish standing outside, knowing the start and end of the wedding were likely irrelevant to him, as they stood outside solely because the stronger ones deemed it necessary.
As for these minions, their time, their desires, their thoughts were all unimportant in the eyes of true gods or immortals.
