Inside the main hall of the Xiangyang prefectural office, guests were as numerous as clouds, and the atmosphere was exceptionally lively. Red silk banners fluttered, brimming with festive joy as the wedding ceremony was vigorously underway. Han Yuling, the older sister of the newly appointed prefect's wife, stood quietly to one side with an imperceptible smile on her face.
After the wedding ceremony concluded, Han Yuling stepped forward onto the dais, cast her gaze around, and swept her eyes through the crowd. She spoke up, "Honored guests, I am the elder sister of the new prefect's wife. We share a deep sisterly bond, and I have come specially today to present a special gift." No sooner had the words left her lips than she gracefully bent down, picked up a teacup from the table, and held it. The crowd was bewildered, their eyes fixed intently upon her.
She gripped the teacup, smiled faintly, and then squeezed it hard. With a crisp "crack," the teacup was actually crushed to pieces right in her bare hand, the fragments scattering all over the floor. For a moment, the main hall fell into absolute silence. Everyone was utterly stunned; they had never witnessed such a thing in their lives. To crush a teacup with bare hands—what divine strength was this?
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