On the other side of the Heavenly Sword Sect, in one of the rather obscure peaks where the most important event of Yang Ze's life was taking place, both Yang Ze and Lin Yue beside him were staring at the sudden beam of light that appeared out of nowhere.
"What is going on?" Earlier, Yang Ze thought it was due to the nervousness of getting married, but now, with every passing second, the nervousness in his heart only grew more and more intense.
He kept on looking at the beam of light, wondering why he was having such a weird feeling.
And just when he was wondering whether he should go and check it out, he felt a tremor in his heart as an overwhelming sense of loss overtook him.
In that instant, Yang Ze felt like he had lost something extremely important.
Without him even realising it, a single drop of tear slid down from the corner of his eye to his cheek and finally rolled down to the ground.
