Mo Wushuang took a deep breath, his eyes revealing slight incomprehension, "Young Master Jiang Chen, forgive my ignorance, but if you are not here to propose marriage, for whom are you proposing?"
Jiang Chen smiled, "I am here on behalf of my father to propose marriage to the Moon God Sect."
My father?
At this, the people of the Moon God Sect became even more confused. Was this some sort of joke? A son proposing marriage on behalf of his father—how absurd was that?
"Young Master Jiang Chen, I must confess I am perplexed by your words. Who is your esteemed father? Is your mother still alive?"
"My mother is indeed alive. I am here to marry her on behalf of my father," Jiang Chen replied calmly.