While Xiao Wu and Tang San were chatting, Zhao Wuji was on the other side, looking solemn as he discussed Tang San's situation with the Imperious Dragon and Snake couple.
Zhao Wuji's brows were tightly knitted, his two eyebrows seemingly twisted into an untieable knot, and his face was heavy with anxiety like a sky thick with dark clouds, pressing down so heavily that his features appeared remarkably grim. With a trace of unmasked anxiety in his voice, he said, "Senior Dragon Public, what should we do about the engagement between your granddaughter Meng Yiran and Tang San?" As he spoke, he restlessly wrung his hands, his palms rubbing against each other incessantly like two panicked little beasts. His gaze was fixed intently on Long Gong, filled with worry and urgency, as if awaiting an answer that would set his mind at ease. His body leaned forward slightly, as though this could give more weight to his words and better convey his inner anxiety and unease.
Upon hearing this, Long Gong instantly glared, his eyeballs looking as though they might pop right out of their sockets, and raised his volume, speaking overbearingly: "What should be done? Just let it be done. We will simply have Tang San marry my granddaughter. Tang San agreed to this himself, after all." His voice boomed like a giant bell, causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly.
Chapter 81