It was a joyous occasion for the dragon clan. After waiting for over two hundred years, the leader of the dragon clan was finally getting married to the partner he loved dearly.

The sound of gongs and drums could be heard everywhere. The dragon clan had its unique entertainment. Besides dancing and singing, they had a lot of other fun activities lined up as well.

Qiao Yi held Ka Daiwen’s hand in his own, and he was happy. He was so nervous that his hand was moist all the time and his legs shivered nervously.

“Ryle, from today onwards, you’re mine.” Qiao Yi rested his head against Ka Daiwen’s forehead as he said.

“Uh huh,” Ka Daiwen answered through the white veil.

After having her dragon bone extracted and replaced with a cat’s spine, Ka Daiwen could no longer transform into a dragon. Even if she tried to transform, she could only turn into a lowly human being.

To make sure that the wedding looked harmonized, Qiao Yi ignored the objections and decided to have a human wedding. He transformed into a human too.

“The groom, do you take the bride to be your wedded wife and promise to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, be faithful only to her, for as long as you both shall live?”

“I, I do.” Qiao Yi was so touched that he almost cried a tear.

“The bride, do you take the groom to be your wedded husband and promise to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, be faithful only to him, for as long as you both shall live?”

“…” Ka Daiwen looked around and saw that everyone had transformed into their human form. They did so out of concern for her feelings and at that moment, they were looking at her eagerly.

“The bride, do you promise to do so?” The green dragon acting as the priest repeated with a shivering voice.

“Ryle…” Qiao Yi’s heart was heavy and he felt as though a rock was crushing his throat.

“I…”

“I object!” Bai Wu appeared at the makeshift church. He was dressed in a white suit and made his way slowly toward the middle of the church.

The hall broke into a chaotic fit and noisy chatters could be heard.

“You!” Qiao Yi looked at them icily before continuing, “Ryle, you, all of you…”

He turned around and looked at Ka Daiwen anxiously. He tightened his grip on her hands, as though he was worried that Ka Daiwen would fly away if he loosened his grip for even the slightest bit.

Ka Daiwen glanced at Bai Wu before lowering her head. Her long lashes covered her eyes as they batted rapidly. Her dark hair under the veil and her fair skin made it impossible for Qiao Yi to resist from touching her. However, when Qiao Yi tried to touch her, he felt as though his hands were scalded and he retracted his hands immediately.

“Ka Daiwen, come over.” Bai Wu smiled as he waved at Ka Daiwen.

Ka Daiwen removed her veil and raised her head to look at Bai Wu. She pushed away Qiao Yi’s hands before reaching out for the ring in front of the priest.

“Ryle, no…” Qiao Yi pleaded as an intense wave of fear and grievance hit him.

“Bai Wu! I was planning to let you live for another day or two! I didn’t think that you’d be digging your own grave!” The light in Qiao Yi’s eyes began to dim, he roared and charged over.

The entire hall shattered into pieces and pieces of clothing scattered everywhere. Yellow, red, green, and black dragons circled around them furiously. Qiao Yi expanded and appeared in his armed form, he sent a fireball flying toward Bai Wu.

Right at the moment when Bai Wu was about to clash with Qiao Yi, Tang appeared out of nowhere and protected Bai Wu from the dragons. He made sure that Bai Wu could focus all of his attention on battling against Qiao Yi.

Under the blue sky and white clouds was an intense battle. The wedding was ruined. Ka Daiwen toyed with the ring as she watched everything unfold.