Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 164 - 164 164 Lover's Tears

164: Chapter 164 Lover’s Tears 164: Chapter 164 Lover’s Tears To Xia Tiejun’s enthusiasm, Ye Xuan responded lukewarmly, as still as a pond without a ripple.

Ye Xuan clearly remembered that, in his youth, it was this man who had told him, looking down, to stay away from his daughter, even saying that he, as an outcast of the Ye Family, was utterly unworthy of her.

Time passed, stars shifted.

The once humble youth had grown into a dragon of the Heavenly Vault, while the former Xia Tiejun had turned into an insignificant ant.

This, perhaps, was a lifelong pain in Xia Tiejun’s heart.

Led by Xia Tiejun, Ye Xuan took a seat in the front row, and it was then that the engagement ceremony finally began.

Elegant music meandered melodiously, a vivid red carpet laid out below, covered with flowers, from whose end two figures were approaching.

A white wedding dress, aloof yet noble, delicate collarbones exposed, her skin like ivory sculpture radiating a translucent glow.

Xia Qingzhu was truly beautiful, a beauty both cool and elegant, now arm-in-arm with the man beside her, slowly approaching the pastor ahead.

The man beside Xia Qingzhu wore a Japanese kimono, looking to be about twenty, with very handsome features; yet his face seemed somewhat pale, his eyes noticeably unsettled.

As they walked past Ye Xuan, he too appeared quite calm, watching Xia Qingzhu’s back with a serene gaze, his eyes drifting slightly as they opened and closed.

That year, he was green and naïve.

That year, she first felt stirrings of affection.

Young Ye Xuan once had a dream, which was to personally dress Xia Qingzhu in a pristine wedding gown, just like now, holding her hand, and getting married under the pastor’s blessings.

However, four years in the Blood Sea had gradually matured him, and the dreams of his past now seemed nothing but a joke to him.

As the wedding march played, the couple exchanged engagement rings under the pastor’s blessings, and upon the completion of the ceremony, the gathered guests burst into applause.

Clap—clap—clap.

Ye Xuan smiled and clapped as though he was truly there to celebrate the wedding, bringing his most sincere congratulations.

With the ceremony concluded, a lavish banquet began, with Xia Qingzhu and the man beside her sharing toasts with the guests as a thank you for their attendance.

Ye Xuan, an object of much attention, drew the room to silence when Xia Qingzhu walked toward him, the guests focusing intently on him, a flicker of curiosity in everyone’s eyes.

Clearly, rumors of Ye Xuan’s past with Xia Qingzhu had circulated, yet never confirmed.

However, with Xia Qingzhu’s wedding day and Ye Xuan’s appearance, it was evident the rumors were not unfounded, stirring various thoughts among the guests.

“Hey, do you think Mr.

Ye could snap and whisk Xia Qingzhu away?”

“You’ve watched too many movies.

If Mr.

Ye wanted to do that, he would have already acted; the Xia Family would hardly dare to stop him.”

“Right, such melodramatic plots only happen in movies.

If Mr.

Ye actually did that, the Xia Family would probably be thrilled, knowing they could rise again with the help of the strongest man in the East.”

The guests chattered and all eyes were on the unfolding events.

At this moment!

Under everyone’s gaze, Xia Qingzhu and the Japanese man approached Ye Xuan, a waiter coming over with a jug of wine, bowing beside Xia Qingzhu.

Looking at Ye Xuan’s calm demeanor, Xia Qingzhu bit her lip slightly, her voice tinged with bitterness, “Ye Xuan, thank you for attending my wedding.”

“Once, as a young man, I dreamt of personally dressing you in a wedding gown.

Although that dream did not come true, seeing you in a wedding dress today fulfills my wish from back then,” Ye Xuan said with a smile, radiating a serene and tranquil aura.

“Ye… Ye Xuan…

Thank you for coming to Qingzhu’s and my wedding…

Allow me to toast to you.” The man from Japan was pale, his voice quivering slightly, yet he still filled his cup and handed it to Ye Xuan.

“Are you very afraid of me?” Ye Xuan asked with profound eyes.

Despite Ye Xuan’s smile, the man from Japan’s legs went soft, and cold sweat flowed uncontrollably from his forehead; he found himself unable to continue speaking.

“Ye Xuan, don’t take it to heart, my husband hasn’t seen much of the world; facing someone of your stature, he’s naturally somewhat nervous,” Xia Qingzhu explained hurriedly, her face turning pale.

“Yes…

right…

exactly that…

please forgive me, Brother Ye,” the man from Japan wiped away the sweat on his brow and spoke with a tremor.

Swoosh!

Xia Qingzhu picked up the wine pot and filled the cup.

However, her action made Ye Xuan narrow his eyes slightly, as he could feel her arms trembling while pouring the wine.

“Ye Xuan, thank you for coming to Qingzhu’s wedding.

This cup, I drink to you.” Without waiting for Ye Xuan to speak, Xia Qingzhu tilted her head and drained the wine, her delicate face flushing with color.

Staring at the clear wine in the cup, a smile curled up at the corner of Ye Xuan’s mouth; he didn’t drink it but instead looked intently at Xia Qingzhu and asked, “Do you truly want me to drink this cup?”

As Ye Xuan’s words fell, Xia Tiejun and Xia Qingzhu’s faces turned deathly pale.

However, that was not all.

With a ‘thump,’ the man from Japan collapsed to the floor, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Such a scene shocked the guests present, a feeling of unease gradually rising within them.

“My son-in-law was born with epilepsy, someone quickly take him down for the doctor to treat,” Xia Tiejun called out hastily, and a waiter hurriedly took the man from Japan away.

At this moment!

Ye Xuan, holding the wine cup, quietly watched Xia Qingzhu, causing tears to constantly well up in her eyes; she dared not meet his gaze.

Crack!

Ye Xuan gulped down the wine in one go, tossing the cup onto the ground, where it shattered, the sound echoing in the moment.

“Ye Xuan, I’m sorry.”

Bam!

Xia Qingzhu fell to her knees, tears flooding the ground, her body trembling and her heart overwhelmed with immense guilt.

“A woman’s tears are truly cheap.”

Looking at Xia Qingzhu kneeling before him, Ye Xuan sneered coldly, then looked around and said, “Having watched for so long, it’s time to come out.”

Clap—clap—clap!

Suddenly.

The sound of clapping emerged, and a young girl who had been accompanying Xia Qingzhu stepped out from the shadows, her face bearing a sinister, triumphant smile; behind her, dozens of black-clad warriors emerged, the air around the wedding venue filled with a dreadful killing intent.

“You in Xia Country have an old saying, ‘Falling at the beauty barrier.'”

“Mr.

Ye, I must say, knowing the wine was poisoned, yet you still drank it, I cannot help but admire you to the utmost.”

While clapping, the girl praised Ye Xuan, but the look she gave him was as if she were staring at a dead man.