Even the true immortals, often detached and enigmatic, could not resist commenting among themselves.
Their voices, low but tinged with amazement, floated above the general chatter.
"I can't believe I'd live to see the day the Sword Fairy finally gets married," one immortal said, shaking his head in awe.
His tone carried both disbelief and a profound respect, as though centuries of witnessing mortal and immortal events still could not prepare him for this moment.
"Me neither," another replied, her eyes narrowing as she studied Riley from afar. "What puzzles me most is that I can't sense the cultivation base of her husband. By all appearances… he seems only mortal. It doesn't make sense."
A third immortal, older and seasoned in both combat and politics, leaned forward, voice measured.
"If the rumors are to be believed, that man is the Sword Fairy's master.
It would be natural that his cultivation and power lie far beyond what our senses can detect.
