What to do?
Pei Jing clenched his sweaty palms, his heart pounding so hard it threatened to burst from his chest.
As the legitimate son of Hedong's Pei Family, he had followed his clan elders to hunt Aliens and even journeyed to the Endless Sea, glimpsing from afar those deep-sea behemoths that usually dwelled in abyssal depths, only occasionally surfacing.
But the feeling those Aliens gave him was far less bizarre and terrifying than the deathly still bridal procession before his eyes.
There's no other way.
Sun Xinzhi took a deep breath, stepped forward, and approached a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl nestled in her parents' arms in the aisle.
"What are you doing?!"
Pei Jing suddenly realized what was happening and reached out to stop Sun Xinzhi.
