Chen Tian caressed the red silk wedding dress. Tomorrow he would marry his childhood sweetheart, Chu Xueer, the daughter of the Chu family.
"So what if I was born with a useless body?" He chuckled, "Xue'er said that she only cares about my heart."
At the third watch, the drum sounded, and he lifted up his red hijab, only to see the cold light of the dagger stabbing his pubic area.
"Why?" He asked as he vomited blood.
Chu Xueer's fingertips traced his blood-stained face: "Because you blocked the way of the four major families."
As the red candles flicker, the guests turn into killers, and the wedding banquet turns into a slaughterhouse.
As his father pushed him off the cliff, he screamed, "Stay alive!"
As it fell, the blood-stained marriage certificate suddenly glowed with golden light.
Among the bones at the bottom of the cliff, he grabbed the ancient vine and sneered: "If I get the three-foot sword, I will burn all the heavens in Jiuzhou!"
