Chapter 310: Bridal Chamber! Angry Wu Taeyong!

"Will you marry me?"

After saying everything in one breath, Wu Lao slowly closed his eyes.

His heartbeat had become so fast that it almost echoed inside his ears.

At this moment, he felt as though he were waiting for the most important trial of his life.

Ye Chen wasn’t surprised by his confession. She had already anticipated this scene long before he returned.

If it had happened before... She would have accepted without much hesitation and made use of Wu Lao’s feelings to obtain the White Moon Sect’s resources for her own benefit.

However... After everything that had happened earlier this morning... She no longer had any intention of continuing to play with his feelings.

Her gaze shifted toward the snow-covered trees in the garden.

"You know nothing about my past... Young Master Wu."

Wu Lao slowly opened his eyes. The loneliness and desolation on her face made his heart ache.

Without thinking further, he stepped closer and gently held her hands.

"Does it matter?" His voice was filled with sincerity and unwavering affection.

"I don’t care about your past. I only want to know... what our future will be."

Even though Ye Chen was a man on the inside, Wu Lao’s heartfelt confession still caused her heart to tremble.

"Are you sure?" Ye Chen asked softly. "My past... is terrible."

Wu Lao nodded without the slightest hesitation.

"I am absolutely sure."

He looked at her with unwavering sincerity before asking once more, "So... what is your answer now, Miss Ling?"

A faint mist gathered in Ye Chen’s eyes. Without saying another word, she stepped forward and gently threw herself into Wu Lao’s embrace.

Wu Lao instinctively caught her, and the moment he felt the soft figure in his arms, his heartbeat nearly stopped. Before he could recover from the surprise, Ye Chen leaned close to his ear and whispered in a sweet voice, "Not Miss Ling anymore."

"From now on... I’ll be Miss Wu."

"My dear husband~"

"!!!"

Wu Lao’s eyes instantly widened.

A wave of overwhelming joy surged through him.

’She agreed!’

’Haha... she agreed!’

Unable to contain his excitement, he lifted Ye Chen into his arms and hugged her even more tightly.

"Oooh! Miss Ling—No!"

He immediately corrected himself.

"My wife!"

"You have no idea how eager I’ve been to hear this!"

"I’m so happy!"

A gentle smile appeared on Ye Chen’s face.

"Then..."

"Shouldn’t we make today an even happier occasion?"

The implication behind those words was obvious.

Wu Lao’s eyes immediately lit up with excitement as he carefully carried her toward his bedroom—or more accurately, what would now become their bridal chamber.

What happened afterwards was naturally a private matter between husband and wife, and there was no need for us to intrude upon it.

...

Some time later, amidst the excitement of the moment, Wu Lao suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Wife..."

He looked at Ye Chen curiously.

"Didn’t you say earlier that you had something to tell me?"

Ye Chen’s reply came amidst uneven breaths.

"Ah~... Oh~..."

"That’s not... important..."

"You don’t stop..."

"Keep moving..."

"Mm~ Ah~..."

"Yes!"

Wu Lao answered without hesitation before diving back into the tomb, focusing all his attention on his wife.

...

By evening, the sudden snowstorm had brought all activities within the White Moon Sect to a halt. Thick snow continued to fall across the mountains, forcing the ordinary disciples to return to their living quarters one after another.

On the surface, everything appeared as peaceful as usual, as though the sect had simply settled into another quiet winter night.

Only those with sufficient strength or influence had noticed the undercurrents quietly spreading beneath that calm surface.

News had already begun circulating among the elders and the stronger cultivators.

The Great Elder and the Sect Master were about to clash.

If it truly happened, it would become the biggest civil strife in the history of the White Moon Sect.

Different people reacted differently after hearing the news. Some regarded the matter with utmost seriousness, while others couldn’t help feeling anxious and worried about the sect’s future. There were also those who chose to remain on the sidelines, intending to watch the conflict unfold before taking advantage of the situation after both sides had exhausted themselves.

Regardless of their intentions, the majority of them shared the same thought. The Wu Family’s centuries-long rule over the White Moon Sect... might be toppled today.

Only Shen Kai’s closest associates knew the real reason behind everything.

They had already learned of Wu Taeyong’s existence.

Although the truth sounded almost impossible to believe, their trust in Shen Kai far outweighed their doubts. Since he had personally revealed the matter to them, they ultimately chose to believe his words.

Even though Wu Haruto had done his best to suppress the unrest within the sect, Wu Taeyong still sensed that something was wrong.

Sitting beneath the black tree, he slowly frowned.

His plan had already entered its final stage. In these last moments, he could tolerate no unexpected complications.

Without another thought, he immediately established a spiritual connection with Wu Haruto.

"Haruto."

The response came almost instantly.

["Ancestor!"]

"What is happening inside the sect?" Wu Taeyong’s voice carried clear dissatisfaction.

"Control your subordinates. I don’t want any abnormalities at the final moment."

Wu Haruto answered respectfully.

["Don’t worry, Ancestor. It’s only that Shen Kai has become a little too emotional. I’ll set his head back straight."]

Wu Taeyong nodded slightly.

"Hmm, teach him a lesson." After a brief pause, he asked another question.

"Have you found those three yet?"

There was a short silence before Wu Haruto replied.

["...I’m trying. They’ve hidden themselves well."]

Wu Taeyong’s expression darkened.

"Useless! Hurry up!"

["Yes, Ancestor."]

The spiritual connection was severed.

Wu Taeyong slowly stood up from beneath the black tree, his face growing increasingly gloomy.

"What a waste."

"It seems...I can’t rely on others." His eyes gradually turned cold. "I’ll have to catch those mice myself."

"Do they think they can escape from my hands and ruin my centuries-long plan? What a joke!"