"Hey, what's going on with the Cao family? It's Young Master Cao Yu's big day, so why are his hands and feet bound like that?" Just then, a voice rang out from the distant seats, drawing everyone's attention.
This voice naturally belonged to Chu Feng, but no one could recognize him, as Chu Feng had disguised his appearance at this moment.
"What's going on? Did the Cao family really bind Cao Yu's hands? What's the reason for this?!"
Hearing these words, the crowd was first taken aback, but upon closer inspection, they realized that although Cao Yu's hands were concealed beneath his specially tailored groom's attire, they were completely motionless—as though they truly were bound.
At that moment, everyone finally understood why Cao Yu had looked like he was about to go insane at the sight of those two maids, yet hadn't lifted a finger.
Turns out his hands were bound—he wanted to move, but couldn't.
"Hehe, my son recently sustained injuries to both hands while practicing a martial technique, which is why his arms are unable to move." The Cao family head explained.
"Oh? Young Master Cao Yu also practices martial techniques? This is the first I've heard of it! Hahahaha!!!" Chu Feng let out a mocking laugh, and it was extraordinarily loud—practically echoing throughout the entire Cao family estate.
Others might have feared the Cao family, but Chu Feng certainly did not.
And after those words from Chu Feng, quite a few people in the crowd very much wanted to laugh along, because they all knew that while Cao Yu did possess cultivation, it had been forcibly implanted by the Cao family through some special means—he himself couldn't cultivate at all.
So the Cao family head's claim that Cao Yu had injured his hands while practicing martial techniques was absolute nonsense.
And when they considered that the reason the Cao family head was telling such a lie was to cover up the fact that his son was such a lecher that they'd had to bind his hands, the crowd found it even more amusing.
However, out of respect for the Cao family, not a single person dared to laugh—they all forced the amusement back down with tremendous effort.
"Hehe, this young friend is certainly full of jokes. No one in my Cao family is incapable of cultivation, let alone my son." The Cao family head said with a cordial smile. Though his tone was courteous, as his gaze swept toward Chu Feng, a dense killing intent flashed through his eyes.
That killing intent was filled with threat, and at the same time, covert voice transmissions poured into Chu Feng's ears.
They were transmissions from the Cao family—some asking who Chu Feng was, others warning him to watch his tongue. All in all, they carried the same sentiment as the Cao family head's stare: nothing but threats.
But everything unfolding before him was precisely what Chu Feng had anticipated.
Naturally, Chu Feng felt no fear in the face of this situation, because even if the Cao family didn't come looking for trouble, he wouldn't let the Cao family off the hook.
In truth, it wasn't just the Cao family members who were displeased with Chu Feng at this moment—even those from the Lu Yang Pavilion found him an eyesore.
After all, the Cao family was a subordinate force of the Lu Yang Pavilion, and Chu Feng making trouble for the Cao family was tantamount to showing the Lu Yang Pavilion no face.
But none of that mattered to Chu Feng. To him, today—whether it was the Cao family, the Tang family, or the Lu Yang Pavilion—he didn't intend to spare any of them.
"Go invite the bride out. Let's not delay the auspicious hour." Elder Yuan Zhen spoke up, his words at this moment aimed at easing the awkward situation and moving things along.
"Yes." The Cao family members understood Elder Yuan Zhen's good intentions and didn't hesitate. Before long, the other protagonist of today's ceremony, Tang Ying, was brought up.
Tang Ying came up with her head covered by a bridal veil, and that veil was quite special—it could block many forms of observation, so no one was able to see her face.
In truth, even if the veil were lifted right now, no one would discover that this wasn't actually Tang Ying, because the disguise formation Chu Feng had set up was still in effect, and only Chu Feng could undo it.
So at this very moment, the one going through the wedding ceremony with Cao Yu was not Tang Ying at all—it was Cao Yu's own biological mother.
"A bow to Heaven and Earth!"
"A bow to the parents!"