After being exiled with her husband and children, she returned with great power to rule the world

"What's going on? Didn't they say she was divorced? What's going on here?" A burly man scratched his head and asked the person next to him with a confused look on his face.

"She was indeed divorced! Why is she back? This woman is so shameless that she dares to disrupt things in such an occasion." A woman in a pink gauze dress curled her lips, her eyes full of disdain.

"What do you know! This bride was a concubine before, and she came from a brothel! There must be a story behind this." A scholar-like man holding a folding fan squinted his eyes, looking as if he knew everything.

"This is going to be a great show, even more exciting than what the opera troupe performs!" A little child rode on an adult's neck and clapped his hands excitedly.

"Young Master Wan is so lucky! But this troublesome matter is enough to give him a headache." An elder of the sect stroked his beard and shook his head slightly.

"Master Wan, do you want to enjoy the happiness of having two wives, or do you want to ruin your own future?" a man with a pointed chin and monkey cheeks said sarcastically.

"I think this matter is not that simple. Maybe there is someone behind the scenes!" guessed a businessman with a cunning look.

Listening to the laughter and discussions buzzing in his ears, Wanze felt as if his face was being ruthlessly torn off from his face, then thrown to the ground, and trampled on repeatedly by the crowd until it was shattered and could never be put back together. His face turned red and the anger in his eyes almost burst out.

"Young Master Wan usually seems quite smart, how did he let things turn out like this?" A man who looked like a quack doctor shook his head and sighed.

He looked at Wang Shuangshuang with a gloomy look, as if he wanted to see through her. He lowered his voice and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth in anger: "What do you want?" There was an imperceptible tremor in his voice, which was a mixture of anger and panic.

When Wang Shuangshuang heard his question, she was not angry. Instead, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile.

"My husband, I didn't mean anything! It's just that as the wife of the main wife, how can I not attend the celebration of taking a concubine today?" Her voice was clear and pleasant, but it was like a sharp blade, piercing Wan Ze's heart.

"What did you say? Taking a concubine? Didn't Aze divorce you?"

At this time, Li Suyue, who had been patient for a long time, could no longer hold back and suddenly lifted up her veil. Her originally delicate makeup became a little hideous because of anger. She widened her eyes and looked at Wang Shuangshuang in surprise, her eyes full of disbelief.

"Divorced? Who said I was divorced?" Wang Shuangshuang pretended to be surprised and quickly glanced at Li Suyue with a hint of contempt in her eyes.

Then, she raised her voice, deliberately letting everyone around her hear: "I just had a little quarrel with my husband, so I went back to my parents' home! Between husband and wife, how can there not be some bumps and bruises?"

"This woman is lying with her eyes open! Everyone knows that Young Master Wan kicked her out." A girl dressed as a maid said indignantly.

"Shh! Keep your voice down. We should just watch the fun." Her companions quickly pulled her aside.

In fact, although Wan Ze said in person that he wanted to divorce Wang Shuangshuang, he did not write a divorce letter at all. He just drove her out in a rage. Moreover, in such a situation, Wan Ze knew in his heart that he did not dare to tell the real reason for the conflict between them.

Once he said it, it would not just be his own reputation that would be ruined. His prestige in the world and the connections he had painstakingly built would all burst in an instant like bubbles.

Moreover, even Li Suyue will be dragged into this endless abyss.

After all, the poison in Wang Shuangshuang's body has not been removed yet. If people in the martial arts world knew that this so-called Wan Ze was going to poison his original wife for a prostitute, this cruel and ruthless behavior that goes against the ethics of the martial arts world would make him a target of public criticism.

Who would dare to associate with him then? Who would obey his orders?

"Young Master Wan is so foolish for doing this for a prostitute!" sighed an old veteran.

Wang Shuangshuang bet on this point correctly. She knew that Wan Ze was like a snake with its seven inches pinched at the moment. He didn't dare to provoke her at this critical moment, and he didn't even dare to loudly declare that he had divorced her.

Wang Shuangshuang then took advantage of the situation and lightly moved to stand beside the headmaster's wife. She raised her chin slightly and looked at the frightened Li Suyue with contempt in her eyes, as if to say, "You ignorant woman, you also want to take my place?"

"The original wife is not easy to deal with. The new bride is probably in trouble." A drunk man holding a wine jug muttered.

When Wan Aotian, the leader of the Wanjian Sect, saw this scene, he frowned and glanced at Wang Shuangshuang with a gloomy look.

The oppressive feeling contained in that look was like a heavy mountain, which almost made Wang Shuangshuang show her fear, but she clenched her fists tightly, her nails dug deep into her palms, causing a sharp pain.

She took a deep breath and tried her best to steady herself, not letting herself show any fear, like a hedgehog with its spikes erected, ready to face unknown challenges.

"It seems like Sect Leader Wan is having a hard time handling this matter! It's a headache." A sect manager whispered to the people around him.

This sudden change plunged the entire Wanjian Sect into chaos, just like a calm sea suddenly encountered strong winds and huge waves, catching everyone off guard.

The wife was still there, yet they held this ceremony with such fanfare. Was this marrying a wife or taking a concubine? Everyone's eyes were like spotlights, focused on Wan Ze.

Even Li Suyue looked at him with a wronged expression, tears in her eyes, hoping that he could come up with a reasonable explanation in this embarrassing situation and save this wedding banquet that was almost becoming a laughing stock.

"Young Master Wan needs to explain himself properly, otherwise he will lose face." A man who looked like a hermit in the martial arts world crossed his arms and watched all this coldly.

Wan Ze felt like he was in a thorn bush, unable to move forward or backward. Every inch of his skin was painfully pricked by the sharp thorns, and the anger in his heart was like a volcano about to erupt, rolling violently in his chest and almost out of control.

After a long time, he seemed to have used up all his strength and slowly raised his head. The heavy head seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

He looked at Li Suyue with an apologetic look, which was a mixture of helplessness, guilt and a hint of determination. It was like a double-edged sword, which had inadvertently pierced Li Suyue's heart.

This sight made Li Suyue feel as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. A chill ran up from the soles of her feet to her heart. Her heart suddenly tightened, and an ominous premonition enveloped her like a dark cloud.

As expected, immediately afterwards, Wan Ze spoke loudly in a deliberately raised tone. The voice echoed in the noisy lobby, and every word hit Li Suyue's eardrum like a heavy hammer.

"Today, my Wanjian Sect invites all heroes to come here. We have an important matter to discuss. As today also coincides with a happy occasion in my family, I invite you all to drink a glass of wedding wine together and share this precious moment. I hope you all can drink heartily in the Wanjian Sect, cast aside all your worries, and feel at ease as if you were returning home."

Wan Ze's words echoed in the air, and every word was like a cold raindrop, hitting Li Suyue mercilessly.

"Aze..." Li Suyue's lips trembled, and tears burst out like a flood. The crystal tears slid down her originally delicate cheeks, leaving a trail of messy marks on her exquisite makeup.

Just now, she was looking forward with great joy to becoming the high and mighty young lady of the Wanjian Sect and getting rid of the shadow of the past. But in a blink of an eye, everything turned into nothing. She was like a doll discarded at will, and was ruthlessly beaten back to her original form. Moreover, she suffered such a great humiliation in front of so many martial arts heroes.

At this moment, Li Suyue looked at Wang Shuangshuang with eyes filled with endless hatred, and that hatred was like a burning flame that almost devoured her.

The gazes of the people around her were like sharp swords, piercing straight into her, leaving her with nowhere to escape. The feeling of shame at being watched and laughed at by everyone was like a huge net, binding her tightly and making it almost impossible for her to breathe.