On the day of the grand wedding, Xia Feng escorted the ten brides to greet all the important guests.
By the end of the day, both Xia Feng and the brides were exhausted.
Xia Feng mumbled quietly, "I won't ever get married again, this is just too tiring."
Hearing this, the ten brides all turned their heads to look at Xia Feng, not saying a word, yet making Xia Feng's scalp tingle.
"Wh-what's wrong?"
Xia Feng swallowed his saliva, a bit puzzled.
Sun Yazhu asked with a smile, "Husband, from the way it sounds, you originally planned to have one or two more weddings?"
"Yeah, husband, isn't having us ten wives enough?" the other saintesses echoed.
"No, definitely not, marrying once is more than enough, really."
Xia Feng quickly and solemnly declared, "Besides, there's no woman in this world who can compare to my wives."
"Why do I feel like the husband is being a bit slick-tongued?" chuckled the Celestial Fox Saintess, Yu Siya.
