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As the old lady's words landed, everyone instantly reacted.

The next second, the High Priest led hundreds of villagers towards the scene of Wang Haoxuan and Tang Feifei's wedding next door.

Seeing the dense crowd suddenly surge over, Wang Haoxuan's face instantly wrinkled with a frown.

Isn't today the Fire God's wedding?

Shouldn't father and the villagers be at the sacrificial site?

Why have they come here?

But Tang Feifei had no doubts about it. Instead, she enthusiastically wanted to go up and greet her father-in-law.

But the High Priest bypassed her.

And walked straight towards me.

"Fire God! Who on earth has hurt you like this! I will carve them to pieces!"

Time seemed to freeze.

The color was visibly draining from Tang Feifei's face.

Her carefully drawn willow eyebrows twisted into a funny angle, her eyes widening to the point of almost cracking the eyeliner.

"Father-in-law? You know this bitch?"

Tang Feifei's voice suddenly seemed choked.