After a while, a group of people came outside the house, saying they were taking the bride to the church.
Among that group of people were several of Huangfulian's subordinates who were highly skilled in martial arts.
Xia Houfengli took advantage of the crowd and noise to quickly stop breathing, and every fiber of his body was on alert.
Until the people surrounding the bride in wedding clothes gradually disappeared, he adjusted his breathing back to normal.[
Just as he was relaxing his body, a footstep that was so light that ordinary people couldn't even hear it approached lightly...
Xia Houfeng frowned, and his relaxed muscles instantly tensed up again.
What's going on?
Aren’t everyone already gone?
Why are there still footsteps?
Xia Houfeng frowned, staring in the direction of the footsteps solemnly, clenching his fists, ready to attack at any time.
The next second, a deliberately lowered whisper rang in the room.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince? Your Highness the Crown Prince, where are you?"
It was the spy he sent to the hall to observe the situation.
Xia Houfeng breathed a sigh of relief and walked out from behind the curtain.
"Didn't I ask you to keep an eye on me from the front? What are you doing here? If anything happens over there, I will only ask you!" Xia Houfeng said solemnly, while taking steps forward, hurriedly trying to move forward.