Old Tang just entered the house, and the Sect Leader and his wife arrived at the Sword Pavilion shortly after.
Old Tang adjusted his hairstyle for the second time, straightening his Tai Chi Bun, and walked towards Chen Qianhu with a joyful expression.
No matter what others thought, Old Tang genuinely believed this was a prestigious matter.
Zhang Ze could be considered a quasi-disciple of Dragon Tiger Mountain, and by rounding up, he's also a pig of Dragon Tiger Mountain. Now that his pig has rooted out the most precious cabbage of the Sword Sect, as the Sect Leader, he had to make some gesture.
He somehow fished out a handful of wedding candies and stuffed them into Chen Qianhu's hand.
Seeing Chen Qianhu's expression shift, Old Tang grinned broadly and said, "Congratulations, congratulations."
"Congratulations on what?" Mo Jingchun's face turned cold.
"Congratulations on your daughter's matter!" Old Tang continued to say with a smile.
