The online audience was going wild, nearly breaking their keyboards in excitement.

"Drones, drones, we demand a close-up drone shot!"

"Wedding of the century! Thank you, War God, for streaming this. Got my sugar fix for the day!"

"I wanna see the size of that rock! Is it really as big as a pigeon's egg?"

"Get that drone up close!"

"Totally swooning over here, wish I could have a ceremony like Sasha's!"

"Dream on, buddy!"

Arthur pulled out a ring that sparkled brilliantly, a 15-carat diamond set in an exquisite design that showcased perfect craftsmanship and undeniable elegance.

He slipped it onto Sasha's slender finger with utmost sincerity, unable to resist kissing the back of her hand.

The drone zoomed in on the ring on Sasha's hand, humorously claiming it was blinded by the shimmer, "What did I just see?! Is that ring seriously as big as a pigeon's egg?!" "Sasha's so lucky, any girl would be jealous!"

"That diamond ring blinded me, it's so lavish!"

"This is the most romantic wedding I've ever seen!"

on, I want

ring on Arthur's finger, its

close, dipping her for a deep,

major PDA fest, and War God isn't letting

War God gonna kiss her?

tortured with all this

I'll toast to their

Sasha, may they

clearly longing for more as he planted

burst of red petals in the air, showering Arthur and Sasha in a dreamlike cascade as

the moment. Meanwhile, in a dark cabin, only illuminated by the glow of a computer screen showing the wedding, Alyssa's face was streaked with tears, her eyes red with fury as she watched Arthur and Sasha's blissful moments, wishing she could tear through the screen and mar

of collapse, she'd rather face the scorn of a million netizens than

and Alyssa's eyes sparked with a fleeting hope as she staggered to

black cloak, his gaze dark and unfathomable, stood

knelt before Hunter, begging for forgiveness for her

her with disdain and kicked her aside, "You're a disgrace. I never opposed you fighting for what you want, but you've failed time and again!"

enjoying their meal, with Percival carefully peeling shrimp

to the illustrious gathering. Holly, however, seemed lost in thought, her gaze occasionally drifting away, hinting at hidden

"Percival, Vivienne, could you look after dad for a bit? I need to step

briefly turning to Richard Ellington who, having indulged a bit

could you watch grandpa for me? I

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