"Young Master West, go out."

"But—"

"It's between me and him!"

「…… !"

Secretly scolded, Xi Shao Si put away his gun, turned around and walked towards the outside of the main hall.

"Be quick, don't miss the auspicious time over there in Black Swan Castle."

At the moment when he passed by Beitang Yaori, Xi Shao Si Ming floated over with such a sentence.

In the main hall, there were two equally excellent men facing each other.

Samar knew that the North Hall Flare was definitely going to take her away today, but the anger in his heart could only be vented in one way.

Beitang Yaori looked at the man rushing over calmly and detachedly, with a cold face.

Knock –

To Samar's surprise, Beitang Yaori didn't fight back at all, and honestly took one of his punches, which was full of weight!

In an instant, the sharp pain in the abdomen was like a tear, which made the corners of Beitang Yaori's mouth tighten slightly.

is worthy of being an excellent senior soldier of the Federal Dress, and his fist is by no means covered.

"Why don't you fight back!"

Beitang Yaori rubbed his chest, and the corners of his mouth snorted proudly: "The time has not yet come."

Knock –

The lightning-sharp fist struck again, more powerful than the previous one, and Beitang Yaori was still gritting his teeth.

Knock –

The third fist was still received by Beitang Yaori, his face was slightly pale, and the strength of these three punches can be imagined.

In the living room in the side hall, the conversation between the Countess and the Prime Minister of India is full of international and intimate technical content.

"Is Madame Cage going to take Vidia anyway?"

"Mr. Xindi, this is not a belt, but a marriage."

Julia's faint words shook the firmness in Xindi's heart.

As the Prime Minister of India, his daughter's marriage has become the focus of the whole of India, and what makes him even more unacceptable than changing a groom is that his daughter has become a runaway bride.

However, if you just get the groom wrong and get married by another man, it is better than the runaway bride.

Moreover, the identity of the other party is far beyond Samar's.

"This is the wedding of my sons Ulysses and Vidia, and the royal soldiers outside are my greeting party, Mr. Sindy......

Julia walked steadily in front of Xindi and generously stretched out her hand.

"Vidia is your daughter, and now she is my daughter, and I will make her happy when she marries into China."

「……」

Xin Di looked at the hand stretched out in front of him, and the gentle but irresistible smile on Julia's face.

After a moment of silence, he resigned himself to holding Julia's hand.

"When the newlyweds come back, I will let Vidia come back to visit her family."

"That child was born without a mother, and I hope you can take good care of her."

Julia smiled elegantly, although it was an unexpected wedding, Julia was very satisfied with the Indian bride that her son married, at least from the outside, has been recognized by Julia.

As for her personality and character, Julia will naturally pay attention to it in the future.

Outside the main hall, Samar wiped the sweat from his forehead panting, and smashed down a few punches with a lot of weight, not to mention that he was tired, Beitang Yaori was even more patient and shocked him.

With his skills in Beitang Yaosun, he Samar will be at a disadvantage at all. But his refusal to fight back made Samar even more angry.

He was willing to accept all punishments, just for Vidia.