His life was on the verge of being ruined by his own grandfather.
Mother Ya started sobbing uncontrollably upon hearing the old woman's words, wondering what wrong she had done to warrant such a fate – having both her children marry such ugly people.
It was somewhat acceptable for her daughter, but her son, her son was a good man!
"I...."
The Clan Chief Ya opened his mouth to speak.
But the old woman completely dismissed his words, settling the marriage arrangements herself.
"It's settled then, we'll have the wedding in three days. Clan Chief Ya, you can rest easy. I'm an expert in arranging these events, everything is taken care of; I guarantee you'll be more than satisfied."
Clan Chief Ya: "..."
What did their satisfaction matter? They were merely two people overseeing their affairs. From that moment on, they would be prisoners of his, Ya Molian.
"Yes, yes, we will follow your lead." He complied.
"Alright then."
