The top-level junior sister also wants to act weak today

Meng Ge quickly shouted, "Yu'er, today is your wedding day. Don't say such unlucky words. Yan Dongsheng promised me that he would treat you well after you get married, and that the situation you described would never happen."

"Dad, you actually believed the words of a man who threatened the lives of the entire city? I think you are crazy."

"Alright! Stop it!" Meng Ge's voice deepened, and the atmosphere instantly became more solemn. "They've already entered the city. You have no choice. Let's go. Don't miss the time."

Meng Yu looked at Meng Ge and fell silent. It was clear her father was determined to use her as leverage, so she no longer had to feel guilty about running away from her marriage. She bit her lip, then stood up and donned the beige veil typically worn by brides in the Southwest.

"Young lady, welcome to your marriage!" The maid at the door shouted, and the golden gate slowly opened. A group of servants bowed respectfully and welcomed Meng Yu out of the mansion. Meng Yu turned around, took one last look at the place, and then walked forward without looking back.

Outside the mansion, Song Chaoge, disguised as an old man, and several people from the Xianyun Sect had been waiting at the door of the Meng Mansion for a long time.

Chu Ying yawned and asked Song Chaoge beside her, "Speaking of which, Mr. Song, shouldn't you be in the wedding procession? Why does it feel like few people recognize you this morning?"

Song Chaoge said calmly, "I left Wuxi City for many years. Things and people here have changed. Most people don't remember me anymore."

Chu Ying asked again: "So what are we going to do next? Do we have to go to the Yan family for a banquet and go through the whole process before the mission is considered complete?"

"That's right. The Yan family is in Taixi City, not far from here. There's a small desert between the two cities. Just like when you first brought me here, let me sit on the Senluo Qinghe and escort her to the Yan family. But you need to put me down for a while on the way. I have something to say to her."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Yan family's wedding procession rushed to the Meng Mansion like a tide, and the atmosphere instantly became warm and tense.

The gate to the Meng Mansion slowly opened with a crisp sound, revealing a gorgeous red curtain and blooming flowers. A group of servants gathered around Meng Yu, holding her like a precious work of art. Her figure, framed by her red wedding gown, looked both delicate and resilient. Her palms were slightly sweaty, yet her heart was filled with turmoil.

Her veil fluttered gently, and no one could see her lips trembling slightly with nervousness beneath it. She slowly turned her head and met Song Chaoge's gaze in the crowd. The bustling noises around her seemed to dissipate at that moment, leaving only the sound of her own heartbeat.

She quickly turned her head back and got into the sedan chair.

Song Chaoge watched Meng Yu get into the bridal sedan, his fists clenched, his eyes filled with anger instead of tenderness, and this abnormal scene was seen clearly by Jiang Yingxue.

After the wedding procession left, Song Chaoge sighed and said to Chu Ying, "Miss Chu, let's set off too."

"Okay." Chu Ying agreed readily, and then let Coco out.

Senluo Qinghe's speed was much faster than the wedding procession. Before the wedding procession left the city, they had already arrived above the desert and were waiting.

After the wedding procession had traveled a short distance outside the city, Song Chaoge suddenly said, "Let's go down now!"

There was a hint of urgency in his tone.

Chu Ying glanced at Song Chaoge guiltily, then silently looked away, showing no intention of letting Qinghe land. This scene confused Song Chaoge: "What do you mean? Don't you plan to continue the mission?"

"You don't have to be so harsh." Wan Jin'an, who was riding a sword beside him, said slowly, "If we land now, I'm afraid we'll die, right? Sword Ghost Song Chaoge didn't even explain everything to us, and you still want us to fight for you for 500 spirit stones. This is not how this mission is done, right?"

Song Chaoge was shocked when he heard this, but he still said shamelessly: "I don't understand what you are saying."

"Don't you understand? It doesn't matter if you don't understand. We won't follow you down here at this time anyway. You keep pretending, I want to see how long you can keep pretending." Wan Jinan's words were full of sarcasm, staring at Song Chaoge coldly.

Seeing that his identity had been exposed, Song Chaoge had no choice but to tear off his skin. He showed his true appearance to everyone: "When did you find out?"

Wan Jinan stroked his stubble. "Probably when you showed us the Five-Colored Knot yesterday. After all, that's a younger style, and seniors rarely use it. We also asked the locals, and we found out that Meng Yu did have a teacher named Song. But he wasn't some 70-80 year old man. He was the Sword Ghost Song Chaoge, who's become a bit famous in the martial arts world lately."

Song Chaoge felt a little helpless, and a little uneasy in his heart: "Yes, I did disguise my identity, but so what? You have taken the money, so you should continue with the mission, right?"

Wan Jinan curled his lips and said, "Our mission is to escort you to your bride. Apparently, we are carrying out our mission now."

"Since you're still on a mission, you should follow my instructions on how to proceed. Come down with me first. I have something to say to Meng Yu."

"You have something to confess? Why not tell it sooner or later, but wait until we're out of the city and halfway there?" Wan Jin'an chuckled and continued, "We did a thorough investigation last night and learned that Miss Meng Yu and Jian Gui weren't just teacher and student, but were once lovers. So, after much deliberation and considering all the circumstances, we can deduce that Song Chaoge, you're not here to escort the bride today, you're here to steal her away, right?"

Seeing that his plan was exposed, Song Chaoge had nothing to say and had to confess his plan.

After hearing this, Wan Jinan frowned and shook his head. "I've always been unlucky. How could such a simple mission slip through my fingers? Luckily Yingxue was alert and told us to be more cautious. Otherwise, I don't know what we'd do if you pushed us out to take the blame after you kidnapped the bride. However, you are at least a Sword Ghost. The other side must have some experts on their side to force you to come to the Xianyun Sect to invite us here. No, did you trick us into coming here?"

"Well, the Yan family has invited a group of strong men, including a strong man in the God Transformation Stage and three people from the Gumeng Clan. It will definitely be difficult for me to deal with such a group of people alone. But if you are willing to help me--"

"Stop, stop!" Wan Jin'an quickly raised his hand to stop him. "Fighting a group of people like that is not only a struggle for you, but you will definitely die. I'm in the late Nascent Soul stage. Even if everyone here put their lives together, they might not be able to defeat that person in the Spiritualization stage, not to mention the three Gumeng people. You're sending us to his place to die? Are you crazy?"