"Has the person arrived?"
An elder walked out, gave Yao Qing a cursory glance, and nodded. "Not bad. In terms of both appearance and education, she at least hasn't disgraced our Sun Family."
This elder was Sun Yu, the true head of the Sun Family. It was he who decided on this marriage to ward off misfortune for Sun Bie. Standing beside the elder was a middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist, sporting a goatee. He was likely the so-called fortune-teller.
"Master Sun, this is the woman, there's no mistake," the Taoist said with a smile, stroking his goatee. "As long as she marries into the Sun Family, it will ward off the misfortune. Then, your grandson Sun Bie's illness will be cured."
"The engagement is today, but when would be an auspicious day for the wedding?" Sun Yu asked the Taoist.
"Three days from now is an auspicious day, suitable for a wedding," the Taoist replied.
