Bai Xi was silent for a few seconds before saying, "I originally intended to hold a simple wedding ceremony and didn't plan to invite many guests."
Han Rui raised an eyebrow. "Are you saying the wedding is going to be simple because Han Mo is not presentable? Since you two aren't married yet, why don't you consider me instead? Look at my appearance, it will definitely make you proud."
Bai Xi was speechless.
Han Rui was even more outrageous than before, his words growing increasingly inappropriate.
"Drag him away..."
As soon as the words fell, Xuan Feng prepared to drag him away. This time, he directly hoisted Han Rui from the ground and carried him over his shoulder.
Tong Yao was stunned by this sight.
Why was she suddenly feeling like shipping some strange couples?
Han Rui, lying across Xuan Feng's shoulder, struggled and said, "No, don't drag me away so readily. I'm being serious. I'm here purely to represent the Han family and my grandfather to offer you wedding blessings. Even if not for my sake, you must do it for Grandpa's sake, and for the Han family's sake, right?"
Upon hearing Han Cai's name, Bai Xi said calmly, "As long as you don't say any nonsense, I can ask Xuan Feng to put you down."
Han Rui immediately declared, "I just wanted to liven up the atmosphere!"
Bai Xi raised an eyebrow. "Do you think the atmosphere has improved because of your liveliness?"
Han Rui glanced around.
He saw the stunned Lin Yun, the fake smiling Bai Han, the cold Han Mo, and the utterly disillusioned Tong Yao. The atmosphere had indeed not improved due to his liveliness; it had become somewhat bizarre.
He could only raise his perfectly sculpted eyebrows and say, "Understood, I won't joke around anymore. Xuan Feng, put me down."
Hearing this, Xuan Feng started to put Han Rui down. But just as he had begun, he suddenly reacted and immediately lifted Han Rui back onto his shoulder, looking at Bai Xi.
Han Rui, who thought he was finally going to be on solid ground, was unexpectedly lifted again, even higher than before. "Xuan Feng, are you crazy? What are you doing!"
Bai Xi watched their interaction, a barely perceptible smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
In the Dark Division, Xuan Feng was a top commander. Even the other three top commanders would not dare to disobey him.
Yet, just now, he had almost instinctively obeyed Han Rui. If it weren't for seeing Bai Xi, he would have already let Han Rui down. This was enough to prove that Han Rui held an important position in Xuan Feng's heart.
Having lost his parents at a young age and living alone in the world, associating with wild beasts, he had suffered two severe injuries in the Dark Division to protect himself. It would be wonderful if someone could understand him and accompany him.
Xuan Feng ignored Han Rui's curses and looked at Bai Xi. His eyes, usually calm, fierce, and vigilant like a wild beast, were now like those of a child who had made a mistake.
Bai Xi smiled and nodded faintly. "Xuan Feng, I told you, apart from carrying out missions, you are now your own person."
Xuan Feng's gaze was firm. "Xuan Feng will always be the Young Lady's guard."
Knowing his personality, Bai Xi did not insist on arguing with him. Some things, some habits, needed time to change slowly. "Put him down."
Xuan Feng finally lowered him.
After being put down, Han Rui didn't dwell on the issue with Xuan Feng. Instead, he turned to Bai Xi. "Little Xi'er, here, this is the wedding gift my grandfather asked me to deliver to you. I'm a bit impatient, so I didn't wait for the wedding day to give it."
Saying this, he directly began rummaging through the backpack on Xuan Feng's back.
The backpack was opened, revealing an exquisite rosewood box. Inside the box was a finger guard made of metal. The finger guard was carved with a beast with horns on its head, and this beast astonishingly had three eyes.
The moment this finger guard appeared, Han Mo and Bai Han's expressions changed.
This ring was the symbol of the Han family head.
This confirmed that the current Han family was the Han family from back then. And Han Rui was a descendant of the Han family.
Han Mo had already guessed this, but seeing the ring symbolizing the Han family head still made him feel a subtle discomfort.
Bai Han, unaware of all this, had died of illness shortly after Bai Xi's death more than three hundred years ago. He vaguely knew that the Han family had descendants and that the actions of the Han family back then would gradually surface with the appearance of their descendants. However, upon seeing this ring, he still felt an involuntary surge of intense pain.
In the past, what he longed for most was this ring symbolizing the status of the Han family head. But it was precisely because of this ring that he had lost everything—his conscience, his dignity, his Xi'er, and finally, his life.
And the reappearance of this ring was also reminding him of something... the matter was not over.
But if Han Mo were to fall into eternal slumber to save Xi'er, what would be the outcome of that matter?
Thinking this, he looked at Han Mo.
Han Mo naturally turned to look at him as well.
Their gazes met in the dark night, each harboring their own thoughts.
Because they were standing behind Bai Xi, she didn't notice their abnormality. "What is this?"
Han Rui raised an eyebrow. "This is a good thing. This item symbolizes holding the entire Han family in your hand. The entire Han family will obey the owner of this ring without question. Grandpa is giving this to you to express his loyalty, to express that the Han family will henceforth swear their lives to the God of War!"
After saying this, he immediately knelt before Bai Xi.
At these words, Tong Yao and Lin Yun were stunned.
They knew Bai Xi belonged to the Dark Division and was likely of a high rank, but they never imagined... she was the God of War of the Dark Division!
For a moment, they stared at Bai Xi with wide, disbelieving eyes. "Xi'er, you..."
"Oh my gosh, Xi'er, you're the God of War of the Dark Division?"
Han Rui looked at their astonished expressions with some disbelief. "Um... Little Xi'er, haven't you let your family know that you're the God of War?"
Bai Xi raised her eyebrows, swept Han Rui a glance, and pressed her temples. "Thank you, you've successfully exposed my secret identity."
She feared she would have to explain again, that this Han Rui was entirely causing her trouble.
How could Han Rui not know Bai Xi's displeasure? But he was shameless and proudly blurted out, "What's the point of being polite between us? You're welcome."
After saying this, he didn't forget to throw a seductive glance.
The next moment, Bai Xi casually took the wooden box containing the Han family head's ring from his hand and said faintly, "Xuan Feng, carry him away."
This time, Xuan Feng did not hesitate and again lifted him horizontally. "My apologies, Young Lady, I shouldn't have brought him here directly."
Bai Xi rubbed her temples faintly. "It doesn't matter. I wasn't deliberately hiding this. It's just that Han Rui's mouth is too loose and he talks too much. So that everyone can sleep soundly tonight, I hope to not see him again before eight o'clock tomorrow morning."
Xuan Feng replied, "Yes, Young Lady."