Jiang Pengji briefly nodded her head and took a deep breath. She said with a heavy heart, "My sister is pampered at home, and is inevitably willful. After Zhengzhe marries her, please be patient with her. The auspicious hour is approaching. I do not want to create trouble. Please just promise me this one thing: For the rest of your lives, treat her as when you first met. In wealth or in poverty, don't forget your love for her. If you give me your word, as her older brother, I will be comforted."
Wuma Jun solemnly bowed with respect and said, "Please rest assured, Lanting. I will not let her down for the rest of my life."
"That is good." Jiang Pengji turned around. Her eyes were filled with a sadness, as if she were reluctant to part with her sister. Wuma Jun was secretly happy––he had made it through that hurdle.