By the time the wedding ceremony finally ended, the entire Sky City had fallen into celebration.
Clan leaders who had spent the afternoon maintaining dignified expressions were now drinking together.
Elders who had nearly started arguments over alliance terms were discussing old stories from decades ago. Even members of the Sky Family and Clark Family who clearly disliked one another were temporarily acting friendly for the sake of appearances.
The marriage was complete... The alliance was complete. Most importantly, the disaster everyone feared had been avoided.
Tony hadn't run away... That fact alone seemed worthy of celebration.
Several young masters raised wine cups toward him while laughing.
"Young Master Clark, you nearly gave half the city a heart attack today."
"You should thank your ancestors for surviving this wedding."
"If I arrived that late, my father would've broken both my legs."
Tony laughed and accepted the teasing.
