The sound was like a thunderous explosion.
Gray and his bodyguards were stunned by Ye Fan's intense aura. They were struck dumb as they stood frozen in place.
Gray felt like his life was on the line when he faced Ye Fan. He didn't understand why he got that feeling.
Ye Fan was just a poor, nameless dog from the lower caste. Yet why did he feel such a deep sense of fear of the former's crushing pressure?
Ye Fan merely turned around and left. He didn't take Gray's life because he knew the latter did it for his daughter.
Ye Fan was always more tolerant toward fathers that showed paternal love to their children.
After Ye Fan's silhouette was gone from sight, Gray finally snapped out from his daze of terror.
“What a presumptuous young man! What power does he think he has in his hands? How powerful can a nameless hooligan be? Can he be more powerful than an organization or a family? What a brat!” He shook
his head, his eyes filled with disdain.
An individual's mediocrity might be temporary, but one must know one's worth. No one would expect success from an individual who can't even face his own worthlessness and mediocrity.
In his eyes, an egoistic and cowardly man like Ye Fan was destined to achieve nothing in his life.
He even thought of giving Ye Fan a boost for his daughter's sake, but he had dashed that thought.
Right that moment, he would rather give a pig a boost rather than Ye Fan.
“Let's go,” Gray huffed as he whirled around to leave.
Once he reached Noa's side, he said, “Forget about him. Such an inferior and dishonorable man isn't worthy of you, and he doesn't deserve a place in your heart. I will select the most outstanding man to be your husband and my son-in-law,” he promised in a deep tone.
“Ye Fan, what's wrong? Why was the head of the Vias family looking for you? Is he planning to take revenge against you? That girl earlier seems to be part of the Vias family,” Kieran asked with concern the minute Ye
Fan returned to his seat.
Ye Fan merely shot him a light smile. “It's fine. I've got it under control.”
“That's good.” Kieran let out a long exhale. “The Vias family is India's most powerful noble family among the top three noble families. You can't picture the influence and power they have.
“If they want to take action against you, you might not make it out of India alive,” Kieran said in a somber tone.
Feeling uncertain, Winnie asked, “Are you sure everything's taken care of?”
Ye Fan chuckled. “Do you think I can stand here safe and sound otherwise?”
His words had cleared up Winnie's doubt.
“Let's pray that is the case. I hope you learned something after this incident. A man with a humble background like you should keep a low profile. Your recklessness might give you a quick high, but a small fry like you won't be able to bear the consequences,” Winnie advised as if she was a life coach giving a life lesson.
Kieran nodded his head, as he could not agree more. “Ye Fan, I know her advice is harsh, but it's for your own good. All in all, let's try not to cause any more trouble,” Kieran said.
Ye Fan merely flashed them a smile without a word.
The music blared from the speakers mounted on the corners of the hall. As if on cue, the master of ceremonies went up the stage.
“Greetings, ladies and gentlemen. I thank you all for coming here despite your busy schedules, especially those who come from afar. Let us witness a grand wedding held on this sacred day.
“I guess everyone here knows the groom, for he is India's most powerful man and has been protecting this nation's citizens for his entire life.
“The president has even granted him a title and land. That's right. He's none otherthan our King of India,” the master of ceremonies introduced excitedly.
The applause from downstage was deafening.
Kieran and Winnie clapped their hands with the crowd.
“Next up, I'll be introducing the bride. I have hosted many weddings in my career, almost a thousand. So I can say, without any exaggeration, that the bride today is the most beautiful bride I have ever seen in my career.
“There's a saying in China about beauty that obscures the moon and makes flowers blush.
“Yet I think all the idioms and adjectives in this world can't describe her beauty. All right. Enough said. Let us welcome the bride and groom!”
Boom!
At the master of ceremonies' cue, hundreds of firecrackers went off, creating a symphony of pops.
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