On the wedding day, as the first light of dawn touched the horizon, the dark silhouette of a large flying ark appeared in the sky. The flying ark belonged to the Ximen Clan.
Since Wei Chen's only flying ark had been given to him by Mo Xingyao, it would be embarrassing for him to use it on this occasion.
Also, his Death Star was not appropriate to use for this occasion either. No one in their right mind would use a weapon of mass destruction as a groom's procession.
Thus, Ximen Hao had given Wei Chen the entire flying ark as a gift to be used as the procession for this occasion.
Wei Chen stood at the ark's prow, his crimson groom's robes billowing in the wind. To be honest, he had never worn anything like this before.
