Urging marriage, again urging marriage!
Lu Xuanji felt a bit irritable and said, "Grand Elder, Ye Linglong is dead. It's not even past ten years, and now we're looking for a marriage partner again. It's a bit too much!"
"Too much?"
The Grand Elder calmly replied, "Not at all too much. Fathers die, mothers remarry. Let's not talk about others, just take our Lu Family for example. Every year, we have cultivators passing away in meditation, cultivators dying in battle; it's only the parents and children who grieve for a while. As for others, no one has the mood to feel sad!"
"Everyone is very busy, there is no time for melancholy."
"Someone dies today, we cry once; someone dies tomorrow, cry again. Are we still cultivating or not?"
"Ye Chenyu or Ye Wanyi, choose one!"
"No mood for it!"
Lu Xuanji said directly.
