Chapter 595 - 293: Epilogue
Chapter 595: Chapter 293: Epilogue
The wedding arrangements have been finalized.
A few elders are in charge of preparing the invitations and sending them to the major sects.
As for the mentor who is hiding and refusing to show up, Yun Wanqing can’t be bothered to deal with him. Having done such a despicable thing, he doesn’t have the face to meet anyone right now, and finding him is useless.
Unless he shows up voluntarily, no one can find him.
At the latest, by the day of the wedding, he will definitely come. If he doesn’t, fine, then she won’t hesitate to show her disrespect for her mentor.
Half a month flew by in the blink of an eye.
Before long, it was the day of the wedding. The largest hotel under the Mo Family’s banner was lively and jubilant, with the sound of drums and firecrackers filling the air.
Guests from the Medicine King Sect, Kunlun Ruins, and other sects, who were invited, have all arrived and were arranged to be on the third floor.
Meanwhile, prominent figures and relatives from the Empire and the Yun and Mo families were arranged to be on the second floor, while the remaining close friends and staff were placed on the first floor.
The social interactions of the upper class are like this, with social strata clearly defined.
Dressing room.
Yun Wanqing sat in front of the dressing table, staring at the mirror. The girl with the exquisite makeup seemed troubled. Suddenly, Ji Qinghuan, dressed as a bridesmaid, leaned over from behind her, cupping her hands over her heart, her eyes sparkling.
"Wow, Senior Sister, you look so beautiful, just like a fairy descending from a novel. You’re simply the most beautiful bride I’ve ever seen."
Receiving such flattery, Yun Wanqing didn’t even lift an eyelid, her voice sounding somewhat muffled, "So, may I ask, how many brides have you seen?"
Ji Qinghuan: "..."
One sentence successfully shut her up. She sheepishly pinched her fingers, a trace of embarrassment appearing on her face.
Alright, having grown up in the Medicine King Sect without parents or relatives, and with her mentor and the elders going to other sects for weddings without taking her, she indeed hadn’t encountered that many brides.
But so what?
To her, Senior Sister is the most beautiful girl in the world.
"That’s not important. On such a joyful day, the bride should be happy. Why does Senior Sister look so unhappy? Your brows are furrowed so tight that you could kill a mosquito with them. Senior Sister, give us a smile."
Feeling guilty, Ji Qinghuan realized her mood was low and couldn’t help but extend her fingers to the corners of Yun Wanqing’s mouth, gently lifting them to force a smiling expression.
Yun Wanqing: "..."
With an annoyed gesture, she swatted Ji Qinghuan’s hand away and asked, "Has the mentor shown up yet?"
Upon hearing this, Ji Qinghuan instantly understood why her mood was low; it turned out to be because the mentor was still absent.
"Uh, not yet..."
Ji Qinghuan slightly shook her head and then muttered in a low voice.
"This mentor, really, the wedding is about to start, and he still hasn’t arrived. Does he really not plan to attend Senior Sister’s wedding?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly realized she had misspoken, hurriedly covering her mouth with her hand and weakly stealing a glance at Yun Wanqing’s face.
Sure enough, Yun Wanqing’s expression turned even worse, which made Ji Qinghuan anxious.
Alas, this mentor, how should one describe him?
Being reckless enough to lose Senior Sister to the Kunlun Ruins was bad enough, and hiding away for so long without showing up was no better; now he still dares to be absent from the wedding.
Tsk, just look at how unhappy Senior Sister is now!
She could hardly imagine what would happen if the mentor really didn’t come today.
Mentor, oh mentor, why provoke Senior Sister of all people?
To provoke once is one thing, but to provoke again and again!
"The wedding is about to start, just what is that old guy up to? If he dares not to come, then I’ll join the Kunlun Ruins..."
Before finishing her sentence, a mischievous voice suddenly interjected out of nowhere.
"Pah, pah, pah, who’s calling me an old guy? I’m only in my thirties, still a blossoming flower, where am I old, where am I old? Calling me old is one thing, but thinking of joining the Kunlun Ruins, Yun Xiaoning, are you trying to rebel???
"Mentor???"
Ji Qinghuan widened her eyes and saw a silver-white figure in the mirror. She immediately turned around and saw Shen Jiuyin had appeared at some point.
"Great, Mentor, it’s really you. You’ve come just in time."
Overwhelmed with excitement, Ji Qinghuan rushed forward to hug him, but unexpectedly, her head was stopped by his single finger.
That finger seemed to have the weight of a thousand pounds, preventing her from moving a step forward.
"Good disciple, close contact between master and disciple is inappropriate. Stay further away from your master, don’t touch me at random, lest you ruin my reputation."
Ji Qinghuan: "..."
"Reputation? Mentor, are you sure you still have that?"
This old guy is infamous in the Cultivation World for being unscrupulous, hypocritical, rebellious, reckless, unprincipled, lawless, and two-faced...