150: Get married

“This is a grand event that our Axe Gang hasn't seen in many years. Let us congratulate the two newlyweds!”

After saying many pleasantries as the wedding officiant, Old He finally announced that the wedding had officially begun.

The Old Gang Leader sat in the main seat as the elder, Bao Hui sat beside him as a relative, and a few other respected elders of the gang joined them, all looking towards Xiong Mao and the Valley Master of Hundred Flowers Valley as they walked into the main hall.

Xiong Mao was dressed in a large red brocade, adorned with yellow embroidery, with an oversized red flower pinned to his chest, and a black official's hat on his head, looking joyful.

“Congratulations, Third Elder!”

“Thank you, thank you.”

“Third Elder, you’re finally getting married. This is truly a great joyous occasion!”

“Thank you, I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time, haha!”

“Hahahaha!”

Xiong Mao kept smiling and expressing his gratitude; it was clear he was genuinely happy, his smile irrepressible.

However, everyone noticed the Valley Master of Hundred Flowers Valley, who remained silent because she was too quiet.

The Valley Master of Hundred Flowers Valley was also wearing a long red dress at this moment, with a red veil covering her head, completely obscuring her beautiful face.

No matter how happy Xiong Mao was, and no matter if anyone came to congratulate her, she never spoke a single word.

Bao Hui's gaze shifted from Xiong Mao to the veil of the Valley Master of Hundred Flowers Valley, as if he could see her stubborn expression through the red veil.

She must be unwilling to marry Xiong Mao.

But now, this is the only way.

He couldn't expose his relationship with her, otherwise the Old Gang Leader would definitely become suspicious of him.

So, for my sake, you'll have to endure this hardship, humble yourself to Xiong Mao, and once I become The Axe Gang Leader, I will rescue you from this misery.

Bao Hui thought to himself, the indignation in his heart seemed to be mixed with other emotions. Xiong Mao, oh Xiong Mao, even if you have her now, what good will it do?

Her heart will always be with me.

You will never truly possess it.

“Alright, alright, don’t be so eager. Let the two newlyweds complete the ceremony first. It’s not too late to congratulate them when we drink!”

Old He saw that they were not only starting to say auspicious words but also preparing to toast, so he quickly stopped them.

Then, those people quickly retreated.

Old He cleared his throat, stood beside the Old Gang Leader, and shouted loudly:

“First bow to Heaven and Earth—”

Xiong Mao turned around and kowtowed to the empty ground.

The Valley Master of Hundred Flowers Valley stood there, unmoving.

Old He frowned and gave a look to one of his trusted subordinates.

That person quickly went over, intending to grab the arm of the Valley Master of Hundred Flowers Valley and forcefully make her turn and bow.

However, Xiong Mao immediately stood up and stopped that person: “I’ll do it.”

“Yes, yes…” That person retreated sheepishly, glancing nervously at Old He as he left.

Old He’s frown deepened. How did this kid handle things? He was told to help, not to grab the new bride’s hand!

“Come, wife, turn around and bow to Heaven and Earth.”

Xiong Mao coaxed the Valley Master of Hundred Flowers Valley in a gentle voice, and after some hesitation, he reached out and held her cold hand, his movements soft, as if he were cherishing a rare treasure.

Everyone was astonished; so Xiong Mao had such a gentle side?

The Valley Master of Hundred Flowers Valley did not resist, allowing Xiong Mao to pull her to turn around.

She seemed to have given up all hope.

“First bow to Heaven and Earth—”

The two bowed together towards the empty ground.

“Second bow to the elders—”

The Valley Master of Hundred Flowers Valley bowed as if boneless; if she didn't have a body temperature at that moment, she would have looked exactly like a walking corpse.

“Husband and wife bow to each other—”

This damned wedding ceremony was finally over.

To avoid hurting the Valley Master of Hundred Flowers Valley, Xiong Mao personally escorted her back to their “bridal chamber” before coming out to drink.

“Third Brother, congratulations to you. I never thought that at your age, you would still have a day when you could win a beauty.”

Bao Hui raised his wine glass; his expression was smiling, but his eyes held an obvious smugness.

Xiong Mao pursed his lips, thinking that this guy usually seemed quite clever, but he never expected him to be cooperating with their act from beginning to end.

It seems the Valley Master of Hundred Flowers Valley was right; only this way could Bao Hui’s twisted psychology be satisfied, causing him to overlook all inconsistencies.

He might even add fuel to the fire and help them bring all of this to fruition.

So Xiong Mao was also genuinely grateful for Bao Hui's “contribution” in all of this, and thus he smiled: “Haha, thank you! Come, let's finish this drink!”

“Good! Let’s drink!” Bao Hui raised his glass and drained it.

Xiong Mao also finished the wine in his glass, and it was quickly refilled. Others also came to congratulate him.

Fortunately, Xiong Mao knew that no matter how much he drank, he had to retain a shred of sobriety and not let anything slip. After finishing the toasts, he stumbled back to the bridal chamber.

Outside, it was still noisy. Xiong Mao quickly closed the door after entering the room, then picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and gulped it down. Only then did he feel a little better.

“Why did you drink so much?” The Valley Master of Hundred Flowers Valley lifted her veil herself, came to Xiong Mao’s side, and gently patted his back with her hand.

“It’s nothing, I have a sense of proportion, I didn’t drink too much.” Xiong Mao shook his head, his face red from drinking. “Don’t let my boozy smell fool you, I’m actually quite sober.”

“Pfft.” The Valley Master of Hundred Flowers Valley couldn’t help but laugh. “Alright, hurry and wash up, then sleep. I’ll get you some hangover soup.”

“Okay.” Xiong Mao nodded and quickly went to get water to bathe.

He hadn't gone far when Xiong Mao suddenly returned and said, “Wait, this is for you.”

“What?”

“Look.” Xiong Mao took out a roasted chicken, a steamed bun, and two portions of vegetarian dishes from his storage bag. All were carefully packed in lunchboxes, with not a drop of sauce spilled.

“You…” The Valley Master of Hundred Flowers Valley was stunned. Wasn't Xiong Mao a crude man? He actually remembered to bring her food?

“To prepare for the wedding, you haven’t eaten since last night. I felt hungry before drinking, so you must be hungry too. That’s why I packed these into my storage bag before they started the banquet, thinking I’d bring them back for you to eat.”

Xiong Mao explained earnestly. He remembered that the head chefs who were stir-frying dishes seemed very indignant when he secretly took the food.

Head Chef: Couldn’t he have just said something? Luckily we saw it, otherwise what if we served the wrong dishes.

“Thank you.” The Valley Master of Hundred Flowers Valley looked at the food; it was false to say she wasn’t moved.

“It’s nothing. I’m going to take a bath now. You should go to sleep. I’ll make a makeshift bed on the floor when I come back.”

He used to be tormented by evil energy every night, but after drinking the train exclusive water, the degree of pain was almost negligible, so there was no need to worry that the Valley Master of Hundred Flowers Valley would be scared by him.

“Mm.”

The Valley Master of Hundred Flowers Valley was not surprised by this. She even increasingly felt that compared to someone like Bao Hui, who was good at disguising himself, Xiong Mao was more like a gentleman.