A Mountain of a Man and a Woman of Water

The three old generals were filled with embarrassment, each taking a step forward as the fight trickled out of them.

Qiu Jianhan took a huge step and said in a voice like rumbling thunder, "Brothers!"

A roar emanated from four hundred thousand throats in unison, "Here!"

Han Sanhe rolled his eyes. "Look at him going ‘brothers’… it sounds just like bandits shouting…"

The other old men looked amused.

Qiu Jianhan ignored his nemeses and continued to project his voice loudly, "Today is a great day!"

He went on and on. Today, he played the part of the master of ceremony for the bride and groom, to pay their respects to the heaven and earth, their parents, the emperor, the family of generals, and of course, to each other.