The words "Radiant Island is against this marriage" were not loud, but they made everyone present feel their hearts tremble.
This was because the two words "Radiant Island" were too representative.
A young man, about 15 or 16 years old, stood under the stage in a blue velvet robe.
"Jiang family, if you want to mess around, you have to go to a different place!" A top underground gangster shouted loudly. Now that he was attached to the clan, he dared to talk to the three families from the capital like this. "Now it's the time for Patriarch Pan's wedding, take good care of this silly person from your family!"
The words "Radiant Island" had frightened them so much that their legs had gone weak.
Pan's uncle, who was sitting on the wedding platform, and the elders of the Su clan also looked at Langston under the stage with dissatisfaction.
"Ernest Jiang, the child is immature. Does that means that you, as an elder, are also immature?" Pan's uncle said, "Now is the time for our patriarch to get married. Even if your old man of the Jiang family is here, he can't say anything. How can a junior have the confidence to say such words to the Zhu clan?"
"I think it may be that we have been too calm recently, which allowed some good- for-nothings to be brave." The Su clan's elder also spoke.
Ernest sat down and said with a sneer, "If you don't have any fears about your marriage, you don't have to care about what we say."
"That's right. If you are brave and secure in your actions, it will not matter what others say. What's the matter? Aren't we allowed to speak at all?" Soul also said.
"The clans are really imposing. They even restrict our freedom of speech. I'm so scared that I'm shivering." Gavin also held his chest and sneered.
The heads of the three ancient martial families knew very well that it was indeed inappropriate for their juniors to make a fuss on someone else's wedding day. However, the person who was getting married was from the Zhu clan, so there was no problem for their juniors to make a fuss.
Hearing the voices of the three families, Pan's uncle humphed coldly and said, "The three families from the capital, if you are here to deliver your gifts, you are welcome to stay. If you are here to make trouble, our Zhu Clan is not a place for you to act wildly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible pressure swept toward the location of the three big families from the capital.
At the same time, more than a dozen people from the clans stood up.
The banquet tables for the guests were separated by the red carpet in the middle of the main road. The people sitting on the north side of the red carpet were the three families from the capital and the underworld forces attached to the three families.
On the south side of the red carpet sat the clans.
The dozen or so people from the clans were all Qi-controlling realm experts.
The powerful momentum of more than a dozen Qi- controlling masters made the ordinary underground forces turn pale.
"Humph!"
Ernest snorted coldly and reached out to slap the table. More than ten people from the three families from the capital also stood up. They also emitted Qi to fight against the Qi-controlling masters from those clans.
After the members of the three big families from the capital stood up, the situation became even.
Seeing that there were more than a dozen Qi-controlling experts on the side of the ancient kungfu families, the underground forces attached to the three families breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, they also sighed with emotion about the three families' strong confidence.
"Ha." Pan's uncle chuckled. "Did your three families bring out the experts this time? Do you mean that the three of you want to show off in front of our clans today?"
Ernest leaned back in his seat and smiled slightly. "There were hundreds of clans in ancient times, but now there are only a few dozen."
"Oh? So what?" Pan's uncle asked with interest.
"So it doesn't mean that these clans can't be exterminated!" Ernest suddenly got up.
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