When the young demigod Annand rampaged through the Demon Beast Forest grabbing territories, hunting down countless Cang Lin Demon Dragons to the brink of extinction, it was a pity that the direct line of his family had never produced a clever Magician, so the harvested hearts piled up in the storeroom.
Now, as a bridal gift to his daughter-in-law, the act was legitimate and proper, a fitting use of the spoils.
However, after all, Annand was still a demigod, so he did have some reservations. Although both the letters and the newspapers were to his liking, he hadn't yet met Miss Yangzi, so he couldn't proceed so rashly.
At the very least, he wanted to meet her in person to feel at ease.
"If Brother Su would agree, to cement this joyous occasion, we could meet via the magic network for an in-depth discussion at the evening banquet the day after tomorrow,"
"—Ri Zi's father, Anbei, respectfully.
The butler finished reading the last sentence of the letter.