The night was one of feasting and drinking.
The food and wine were all made from Spiritual Objects, the best for warming one's heart on a snowy night.
Many Loose Cultivators went an entire year without eating such a meal more than a few times. To encounter it tonight was, naturally, a joyous occasion.
Waiters hired from town bustled back and forth, trays and platters held high. Anyone who passed by tonight could find a seat at the feast.
Ah Er was gorging itself beside Bai Mo.
When a dish was occasionally out of reach, it took advantage of its short, beastly stature to stand on a chair and extend its chopsticks.
Bai Mo and the others were not as excessive, of course. Besides eating and drinking, they mostly spent their time discussing sect matters with fellow disciples.
Occasionally, acquaintances would catch up on each other's recent situations.
Aside from the bride and groom never making an appearance, everything else was no different from an ordinary wedding.
