Chapter 939: Settling Causes and Returning True Names (Part 1)

Anyang City, Ling residence.

As night fell, the mansion, adorned with festive decorations, was alive with excitement. The large red "double happiness" character and numerous large red lanterns clearly signaled a joyous occasion.

Carriages lined the streets for miles, and guests, beaming with smiles and carrying gifts, stepped over the threshold.

The sounds of congratulations filled the air!

Today was the wedding day of Ling Hongfeng, the current head of the Anyang Ling family, and the esteemed Miss Tong Baodai from the Tong family. Notable figures from the county capital sent guests, bringing an unexpected air of prosperity to the recently declining Ling family.

The elders of the Ling family overseeing the ceremony were all smiles, even feeling quite pleased with themselves.

However, the main character of the night, family head Ling Hongfeng, sat dazed in his study, his expression numb with a heart turned to ash!

This soon-to-be bride, Tong Baodai, was certainly not an ordinary person!

The young lady from the Tong family was not unattractive; in fact, she could be considered a beauty.

But her reputation among the younger generation of powerful families in Anyang City was extremely poor.

Tong Baodai had a fiery temper, and it was said she could fly into a rage over the slightest slight, reportedly having caused the deaths of over a dozen of her maids; the number of those punished by her was countless.

That was one thing, as servants were not considered people in the eyes of the wealthy offspring.

However, Tong Baodai had a rather unspeakable hobby—she frequented brothels and supported two beautiful performers!

Not only that, she was also involved in ambiguous relationships with several young men from noble families, often going out for hunting trips that lasted three days or more.

As a young man of privilege, Ling Hongfeng had previously encountered this infamous and headstrong young lady.

He had kept his distance.

Yet Ling Hongfeng never imagined that one day he would be required to marry this troublesome girl!

To be honest, even before the ceremony had begun, Ling Hongfeng already felt like his head was spinning.

Listening to the din outside, his mood darkened like he had lost his parents.

He felt completely unmotivated to move.

Bang!

At that moment, the study door was forcefully pushed open. A middle-aged man entered, accompanied by two fierce-looking martial artists, wearing a forced smile. “Sir, the auspicious time has arrived; it’s time to proceed with the ceremony!”

The man was Manager Zhang of the Ling residence, Ling Hongfeng’s closest aide.

However, there was not a hint of respect in Manager Zhang’s attitude towards Ling Hongfeng.

It was as if the former were the master!

Watching the arrogant Manager Zhang, Ling Hongfeng’s head buzzed, and a surge of heat rushed to his brain. “No!”

In that moment, the head of the Ling family suddenly realized that this wedding was the final step in the Tong family’s plan to swallow the Ling family whole. Once he married Tong Baodai, he would no longer have any value.

Tong Baodai could easily rely on her status as the head of the family and the powerful background of the Tong family to fully consume the Ling family, leaving not a scrap behind!

As for Ling Hongfeng himself, even meeting a tragic end would be considered fortunate.

“Hmm?”

Manager Zhang’s expression abruptly darkened, and he spoke in a chilling tone, "Ling Hongfeng, are you tired of living? Even now, you still wish to back out of the wedding? It seems you prefer punishment over a toast. Call them in…"

Two muscular men immediately stepped forward with menacing grins, ready to teach Ling Hongfeng a lesson.

"Wait, wait, wait!" Before they could act, Ling Hongfeng cried out in panic, "I-I will go to the ceremony right now."

"That’s more like it," Manager Zhang said as he stepped forward, slapping Ling Hongfeng’s face dismissively. "You must have burned a lot of incense in your past life to be blessed with marrying our family’s daughter. Just enjoy it!"

Ling Hongfeng nodded with a sorrowful expression. "I’m very happy, really."

Manager Zhang chuckled, helping to straighten the groom’s attire and adjusting the angle of the flower pin. Finally satisfied, he said, "That’s good. Let’s go!"

Under the "escort" of the two burly men, Ling Hongfeng entered the grand hall with a seemingly "excited" demeanor.

At that moment, the Ling residence was packed with distinguished guests. Representatives from various large clans in Anyang City had gathered, each harboring their own thoughts as they witnessed the ceremony of the new couple.

Among them were many who reveled in the misfortune and laughed at the situation. In fact, almost everyone was aware of the true nature of this union!

"Bow to heaven and earth!"

"Bow to your elders!"

"Couple bows to each other!"

"Ceremony complete~"

"Bring in…"

The atmosphere in the hall reached its peak at that moment!

However, a sudden commotion erupted from outside, growing louder and more chaotic, mixed with the name of one person.

"Ling Zhiyuan, Ling Zhiyuan has returned!"

Many guests in the hall heard it, and the vast hall fell silent, all eyes turning to Ling Hongfeng.

The groom’s expression was strange—his face twisted, his eyes vacant, and his lips twitched uncontrollably, yet there was also a hint of relief. His feelings were incredibly complex.

Beside him, Manager Zhang sensed the situation was turning grim and quickly leaned in to say in a deep voice, "Sir, you should first go to the bridal chamber with your wife; I will handle things here."

Ling Hongfeng turned to look at him, his gaze extremely peculiar. "You’re going to solve this? What are you?"

Manager Zhang had never seen such a look from Ling Hongfeng. A chill ran down his spine, and he instinctively took a few steps back, cold sweat forming on his back!

But he quickly collected himself, feeling angry and ashamed, ready to give Ling Hongfeng a piece of his mind.

Then they heard Ling Hongfeng softly say, "He’s here."

A group of individuals thundered into the hall, and walking at the front was a teenage boy dressed in a flying fish uniform with a Yan Feather Blade at his waist, his aura sharp like a drawn sword!

"Ling Zhiyuan!"

The members of the Ling family recognized him at once. He was Ling Zhiyuan, the only son of the former family head, Ling Hongyun.

When Ling Hongyun faced calamity, Ling Zhiyuan had gone missing, and everyone assumed or accepted the idea that he was dead, which allowed the same-lineage Ling Hongfeng to take the position of family head.

No one expected that Ling Zhiyuan would return to the Ling family on the day of Ling Hongfeng’s wedding!

Not only that, but he was also wearing the Blood Guard uniform. Many even recognized that Ling Zhiyuan was dressed in Lord Baihu’s attire!

A sixteen-year-old Blood Guard Lord Baihu? Could that possibly be fake?

However, behind Wang Chen were more than a dozen formidable Blood Guards—there was no way they could all be fakes! Impersonating the Blood Guard was a grave crime punishable by death!

Someone suddenly had a ludicrous thought—could Ling Zhiyuan be planning to end things with Ling Hongfeng in this way?

"Ling Zhiyuan!"

A clan elder from the Ling family stepped in front of Wang Chen, sternly saying, "Today is your uncle’s big day; no matter what issues you have, we will discuss them tomorrow!"