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My Waste Husband novel Chapter 794

Summary for Chapter 794: My Waste Husband

Chapter Summary: Chapter 794 – My Waste Husband by Adela

In Chapter 794, a key moment in the Romance novel My Waste Husband, Adela delivers powerful storytelling, emotional shifts, and critical plot development. This chapter deepens the reader’s connection to the characters and sets the stage for upcoming revelations.

Victor was kicked to the ground by Pan, but he did not dare to say a word.

"Pan, don't be rude!" A middle-aged man from the Zhu clan shouted, "He is Sylvia's elder and will be your uncle in the future. You need to be polite!"

Pan looked at the middle- aged man who spoke and lowered his head. "Yes, uncle."

"Okay." The middle- aged man nodded. He then looked at Victor and said, "Victor Su, right? You are from the Su Family. Although you're Sylvia's uncle, you should also understand what respect means. You don't have the right to talk to the head of the Zhu clan like that. Do you understand?"

"You don't know the rules!" The new patriarch of the Su clan, Pollard, came in and shouted at Victor with dissatisfaction, "Get out of here!"

After Pollard finished his words, he did not look at Victor again. He said to Pan, "Chief Zhu, calm down. Don't let an insignificant person destroy the relationship between our two families."

Pan waved his hand and laughed, "Haha, Chief Su, today is my wedding day. I shall not bother myself arguing with such a person. Come, let's start the wedding!"

Pan waved his big hand and six young girls immediately came up.

The girls gathered around the bed and said in sweet voices, "Madam, it's time to get on the sedan chair."

The two young girls stretched out their hands to support Sylvia.

The phoenix robe dragged across the ground, scattered into a fan shape, and Sylvia walked out of the house.

Pan looked at Sylvia's graceful figure and unconsciously licked his lips.

With a burst of the beating of gongs and drums, Sylvia sat in the sedan chair, put the curtains on, and the eight people lifted the chair.

Pan was in high spirits and riding on a horse, with a smile all over his face.

"Look at this fellow surnamed Zhu. His smile is really disgusting." In the guest seats, one of the guests said in a low voice.

"Shh! Do you want to die?" As soon as the man opened his mouth, his mouth was covered by the people next to him. "Let me tell you, people like Yolande are not rare. They are now spying on us, and it's uncertain when they will pop out."

"Truly a bunch of trash!" The person who spoke had an angry look on his face. "In the beginning, the clans slaved us like dogs. It was the people of Radiant Island who gave us a chance to cultivate Qi, giving us a chance to turn things around. However, some people took the initiative to become the slaves of the clans. They really disgust me!"

"Well, don't be angry. Everyone has their own choices. They are willing to be the slaves of the clan. When the emperor comes back, they will regret it!"

"The emperor..." The first person who spoke mumbled these two words with a glimmer of hope in his eyes. "Will he really come back?"

"Definitely!" The other person said with absolute certainty. "In the past, he overturned the King Region, initiated a holy war, and brought peace to the world's underground forces. If he returns, he will definitely trample these clans beneath his feet!"

"I hope so."

Everyone said that there would be a day when the emperor would come back, and they were hoping for that day, but in fact, these were just self-comforts for them, so that under the rule of these clans, they would add a little colour to the dim future.

It would take at least nine years for the emperor to come back.

No one could say for sure what would happen during these nine years. Perhaps the emperor would be forgotten and unable to accept the fact that things had changed.

Looking at Pan's high- spirited appearance, many people were angry.

Everyone looked at the woman in the large sedan chair. Some envied her being able to marry the Zhu Clan's leader. In future, she would have the status to be second only to one. However, there were others who felt pity. This was obviously a deal between the Zhu and Su Clan. This marriage was just like a business deal.

"A single look can topple a city, while another look can captivate a country." An elder said with a sigh.

"No wonder Pan is so anxious to get married. She is such a beautiful woman. He can't wait to hold her in his arms."

Just as Sylvia was about to grab the veil that was blown away by the cold wind, a big hand reached out from the side. Pan grabbed the veil.

Pan grabbed the veil and put it in front of his nose. He took a deep breath and revealed an intoxicated look.

"Ha, ha, ha! There's no need to act so worriedly. The heavens have lifted this veil. It seems that Sylvia and Pan are a pair made in heaven. Even the heavens can't wait for them to get married!" Pan's uncle sat on the high platform in front of the elders and laughed out loud. "This is also the sign that the heavens are willing to let us merge our two families."

"That's right!" A slightly older member from the Su clan said. "Since the heavens want to help us, let's get started as soon as possible."

The beating of gongs and drums sounded again, and all kinds of congratulatory voices came from the guests. These anxious congratulators were all the underground forces attached to the survival of their clans.

As for the underground forces that relied on the three families from the capital, they all kept silent.

"Alright, since the heavens have come to an agreement, it would be better for us to do it now. Right now is the right time. Start!" Pan waved his hand.

An old woman in a red woman's clothes came up to the stage.

"Today, Pan, from the Zhu clan, and Sylvia, from the Su clan, are here to merge their families. They're a match made by the heavens. Thus, this marriage should be..."

In the middle of the old woman's words, she heard a voice coming from the audience.

"No! My Radiant Island is against this marriage!"

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