"Get out of the way."
Yu Jiuchong's relaxed brows furrowed as he faced the tall elder in black. He was in a hurry, but the guy in front of him wasn't someone he could send away with a single slap.
"Young master really forced his way out of the ancient mirror." The black-robed old man didn't make way for him. After sizing up the luxuriously-dressed young man, who was even more elegant than his mother, he couldn't help but sigh and shake his head.
He knew that today was the day of Yu Jiu Chong and Bai Ye's wedding, but he only found out three days ago. At that time, he didn't pay much attention to it. After all, Yu Jiu Chong's body and mind were both in the ancient mirror, and no one could affect him.
"I'll say it again, move." Yu Jiuchong didn't want to say anything more. The auspicious time for him to welcome the bride had arrived, if this guy didn't move away, he would have to waste some time and use force.
