Although Huang Siyuan didn't interact much with Xu Fan, he understood Xu Fan's personality very well.

Even knowing the Huang Family is a Dragon Pool and Tiger's Den at the moment, Xu Fan should still be coming!

"Young master, the guests have all arrived. You should go and get ready!"

Next to Huang Siyuan stood the middle-aged man he referred to as Seventh Uncle.

"But, Xu Fan..."

The two humiliations inflicted by Xu Fan were the greatest shames of Huang Siyuan's life. If he didn't take revenge, how could he be reconciled?

However, before he could finish, the middle-aged man interrupted, "Siyuan, can't you see? That Xu kid isn't an idiot. Why would he abandon his promising future to come here and meet his death?"

"Go and get ready. Let others keep an eye on this side."

Originally, Huang Siyuan planned to seize Xu Fan at the main entrance, or lure him to a less crowded area where the Huang Family's experts could come out and kill him!

But now, after waiting half a day, all the guests had gathered except Xu Fan, and since Huang Siyuan was the main character of today's wedding, even though he was reluctant, he had no choice but to go prepare for the wedding.

"Just when I thought that Xu person was something impressive, turns out he's just a coward in the end!"

Cursing in resentment, Huang Siyuan turned and walked briskly towards the interior of the Huang Family, but his steps held a hint of panic.

Xu Fan's progress was remarkably rapid, and last time Huang Siyuan saw him, Xu Fan was accompanied by a Late Stage Vajra Realm powerhouse!

The enmity between Huang Siyuan and Xu Fan was irreconcilable. If Xu Fan didn't show up today and the threat wasn't eliminated in its infancy, once Xu Fan's Cultivation Level increased, where would Huang Siyuan's good days be?

The Huang Family was indeed powerful, but Huang Siyuan was just an ordinary person! Now, under this tense situation, the Huang Family wanted the wedding to proceed smoothly, so Huang Siyuan could summon the wind and rain and even command a Vajra Realm powerhouse for protection.

But after the wedding? Huang Siyuan was merely one of many young masters in the Huang Family. How could the Huang Family possibly assign a Vajra Realm powerhouse to protect him at all times?

And Xu Fan, he had a Late Stage Vajra Realm powerhouse as his guardian!

Once the wedding was over, if Huang Siyuan stepped out of the Huang Family, it would almost certainly spell his death!

Huang Siyuan was naturally clear about these things, as they concerned his life, hence his immense anger at this moment.

After countless thoughts and preparations, all for nothing, Huang Siyuan was truly flustered.

Similarly, the middle-aged man, referred to as Seventh Uncle by Huang Siyuan, was frowning deeply, looking in the direction of the Huang Family's main gate, and sighed heavily.

"Who would've thought that such a young one could have such patience? Although his actions are disgraceful, he'll surely have a place in the cultivation world in the future!"

"A formidable adversary for the Huang Family indeed..."

Shaking his head, the middle-aged man also headed towards the interior of the Huang Family. Since Xu Fan hadn't appeared yet, it was almost certain what Xu Fan's stance was.

...

The Huang Family's banquet, although a wedding banquet, still hosted significant figures from the world of cultivation, unlike ordinary people randomly placed at a table to drink and feast.

The Huang Family had prepared for this banquet for several years, and most cultivators viewed it as an opportunity, as did the Huang Family.

At this moment, though there were many guests, the expansive banquet hall accommodated everyone. Because nearly all the guests were cultivators, the Huang Family didn't prepare sofas and tables but laid out soft cushions, one meter apart, in two rows. Except for a few prearranged seats, the rest were free for the guests to choose.

In front of each cultivator was a delicate low table covered with delicacies, such as bird's nest and shark fin, ginseng soup, and snow lotus, rare even in five-star hotels, now spread as common dishes.

This display was to show off the Huang Family's immense wealth.

Many were stunned by this show of wealth, as the cost of each table's delicacies ran into the millions!

Bear in mind, there were at least a thousand guests in the hall! Meaning just the food alone cost over ten billion!

Wealth and power! The strength of the Huang Family was evident!

The happiest in front of the spread was a little monk about six or seven years old.

The little monk, as if starved, gazed eagerly, reaching directly for the dishes without using a fork or spoon.

His behavior quickly drew the attention of many nearby, although recognizing the old monk, they didn't dare stare long, sneaking glances which made the scene quite comical.

Nearby, maintaining the guise of a wise figure, the old monk finally could not help but turn his head.

"Eggie, that entire table of food is yours. No one will take it from you!"

The little monk seemed used to temple life and couldn't resist the allure of the food, stuffing his small mouth while retorting, "Master, you're seated next to me. If I don't put it in my stomach, I won't be at ease..."

The old monk's eyebrows twitched with irritation at the little monk's words, covering his shiny head, apparently regretting bringing the novice monk out.

Suddenly, he exclaimed lightly and glanced in a direction before withdrawing his gaze.

"Mechanical Techniques? Mo Family?"

"Seems this banquet will be quite interesting..."

The old monk muttered to himself, hurriedly slapping the food out of the little monk's hand, "No eating meat!"

The commotion around the old monk didn't affect the banquet's proceedings. Although the world's cultivators hadn't gathered on such a large scale for a century, smaller private exchanges were common.

Now at the banquet, familiar guests sat together, and soon engaged in effortless conversation.

Where the old monk's gaze had previously landed, a man in a black robe, tall and seated cross-legged on a cushion, slightly bowed his head under the wide robe, his facial expression obscured.

But his body exuded an icy aura, warding off all cultivators seeking conversation.

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