No more hesitation.
A stern glint flashed in Pei Jing's eyes. He slowly maneuvered his hand in the sword technique, the Canghai Sword in the scabbard at his waist silently gathering Sword Intent, locking onto the groom in the red official uniform.
The wedding poetry recital seemed like a ritual. Once the ritual was complete, it was unpredictable what might happen.
Sun Xinzhi, Mr. Wan, and He Fanshuang all realized this and collectively locked their focus onto the groom in the red official uniform.
Blindly attacking an Alien of unknown details and species, one that could be much stronger than us, is absolutely suicidal. According to the teachings of the Academic Palace, we should retreat to a safe place, hide, and observe. If necessary, we might even need to sacrifice others to gather intelligence and decipher the Alien's "rules."
