Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy novel Chapter 417

Chapter 417: Chapter 419 Specially Here to Screw Over Daddy [1/5]

The grand hall of the Hezong Country, which should have been solemn and stately, was markedly different today. It was festooned with lanterns and illuminated by countless colorful lights.

"Alright, I can’t be bothered to waste any more words on you." The little one glanced disdainfully at Black Eight Horse and the other Monarchs. Her intuition told her these men had ill intentions, so she didn’t show them any courtesy, despite their royal status. She shouted directly, "I now declare the wedding has begun!"

As soon as her voice fell, a series of sounds rang out. WHOOSH, WHOOSH, WHOOSH. Black Eight Horse and the others looked through the glass windows and were stunned.

Outside the Hezong Country hall, the flags bearing the symbols of their various kingdoms had all been lowered. In their place, new flags were being hoisted, rising to dance in the gentle breeze.

Each flag bore a single character from the Dragon Country’s script, which Black Eight Horse and the others recognized. When read together, the characters formed a sentence: "To hold your hand, to grow old with you. If you will not leave, I’ll knock you out and carry you away!"

The Monarch of Iron Wolf Country shouted, "How can this be? The flag of my kingdom represents the wolf-like spirit of the Iron Wolf Country! How can it be taken down?"

The other monarchs were also buzzing with infuriated discussion. Wu Tian was too audacious.

"But what can we do about him?" Black Eight Horse suddenly said. His words made the Monarch of Iron Wolf Country and the others sigh in resignation.

Wu Tian had obliterated Fusang. With his power at its peak, who could possibly stop him? Their laser and biochemical weapons had yet to be fully developed, which meant they were currently powerless against Wu Tian. They could only turn a blind eye.

At the same time, as they gazed at the flags outside the window and then back at the great hall of the Hezong Country, now transformed into a wedding chapel, Black Eight Horse and the others felt an inexplicable and bizarre sensation.

Truly befitting of the Martial God! There is nothing he doesn’t dare to do! There is nothing he cannot do!

"Excellent!"

"I hope Mr. Wu Tian and Miss Qin Yuhan will be happy for the rest of their lives!"

"They certainly will be!"

In stark contrast to the gloom of Black Eight Horse and the other Monarchs, Xiao Liang, Cui Chong, and their group were bustling with excitement. This wedding was one for the history books. After all, who else would dare to hold their wedding in the grand hall of the Hezong Country? Throughout history, Wu Tian was the first!

The Pyramid Monarch had been indifferently observing the scene, his focus on the little one. But when his attention shifted to the cheering Xiao Liang and his companions, his eyes suddenly widened, then grew round with utter disbelief.

"How can this be? Impossible... My Anubis..." the Pyramid Monarch finally murmured aloud.

"What is it?" Black Eight Horse and the others asked, noticing his strange reaction.

"You should all know that my Pyramid holds many mysteries," the Pyramid Monarch said, his voice trembling slightly as he drew a sharp breath. "When I became the monarch, I suddenly gained an ability. I don’t know how it came to me, but it allows me to see a person’s lifespan. Of course, I can only see it; I cannot change it. Now, look at them. Your files on these people, Mr. Black Eight Horse, confirm they are ordinary people, not Immortal Seekers from the Underground World. But every single one of them has a lifespan between two and three hundred years! This... this is simply... unbelievable! And these are just ordinary people! My god... I’m going mad... Great Anubis... please tell me what is happening."

Seeing this, the little one quickly said, "Grandpa Wang, I’m sure whatever you give will be significant."

Wang Dawan was rather embarrassed. He truly hadn’t decided on a gift yet!

Seeing his father’s predicament, Wang Congming chimed in, "It seems my dad has decided to gift all the assets of the Million Group in the Southern Region."

"Really?" The little one’s eyes lit up. "Thank you so much, Grandpa Wang! For such an amazing gift, when you get married in the future, my dad will definitely give you an even better one!"

"..." Wang Dawan nearly spat blood. Remarry in this lifetime? Thinking of his wife at home, he didn’t dare entertain such a notion for even a second. He shot a sideways glance at Wang Congming, who had so "helpfully" spoken up. Why on earth did I have this son? Was he born just to screw me over?

Wang Dawan didn’t have to think for long before he heard new arrivals at the hall—it was Mr. Yun Ma and the Lord of the Four Seas. They had been on the same plane, and since they knew each other, they came in together.

Yun Ma and the Lord of the Four Seas hadn’t expected to arrive just as the wedding gifts were being presented.

Yun Ma grew anxious. What should I give? I absolutely cannot let Wang Dawan outshine me.

The Lord of the Four Seas was even more troubled. All land under heaven belongs to the king, and all who live on it are his subjects. And yet, I’m truly poor. What on earth could I give?