Supernatural Brokers Rampaging in the Human World

Mu Fengmian’s gift had arrived, and Su Yang couldn’t refuse it. After all, these things were originally meant for her mother. While she wouldn’t use them, she would keep them safe and sound.

It was a set of ruby-threaded hair ornaments, a complete set. It was a testament to the wealth and heritage of an established family like the Mu Family. As for Mu Linlang’s situation, Su Yang hadn’t delved much further into it, but she figured there was one person who would probably know everything.

Feng Bei, who was completely swamped with supernatural ability user-related matters: Achoo! Who’s thinking about me?

Though there were still four months left before the wedding, Su Yang hadn’t shown any intention of returning to Laurel Academy – even though her academic status there remained valid, with six years’ worth of credits yet to be completed before official graduation. Back then, her paperwork for skipping grades hadn’t been finalized before she and Chen Zhao went into seclusion, leaving her records stuck in the second year.

For now, Su Yang had no interest in returning to Laurel Academy. Instead, she and Chen Zhao were traveling the world together, periodically posting affectionate updates on Langlang, living a carefree and enviable life. Some even jokingly asked Adonis Stuart if he was planning to step down from his position.

Still, the hedonistic days flew by quickly. After wandering the globe for almost four months, the time had finally come for the two of them to settle down and prepare for the wedding. Despite their travels, they hadn’t managed to uncover the whereabouts of the Human Realm. While they knew it couldn’t be rushed, the lack of progress was still somewhat disheartening.

Yes, though the two of them had called it a pre-wedding honeymoon, they had, in fact, been simultaneously searching for any trace of the Human Realm.

November arrived. On their private island, the weather remained consistently temperate. The grass seeds sown four months prior now formed an even and lush lawn, while the transplanted roses were just beginning to bud.

Bright red roses, white silk drapes, and glimmering jewelry decorations were everywhere to be seen, framing a wedding that was nothing short of luxurious and dreamlike. Roses flown in from the Rose Country – deemed the most exquisite in the world – glistened with dew, sparkling under the sunlight. Every detail exuded warmth and sweetness.

Who could possibly say no to such a wedding? Su Yang gazed out through the glass at the already beautifully decorated venue. She sighed softly before revealing a shy, contented smile.

Standing beside her, Shang Yue rolled her eyes. “Young Lady, Mrs. Chu, Mrs. Stuart, could we please tone down the lovestruck smile on your face, hmm?”

Su Yang let out a playful humph, acting uncharacteristically smug in front of her best friend. “I’m happy!”

Shang Yue scoffed audibly, feigning indifference on the outside. But deep down, she genuinely felt happy for her friend. At the same time, she couldn’t help but feel a touch envious. When would she ever find someone like that for herself? A single since birth Shang Yue lamented bitterly – her life was truly tragic!

Since Su Yang no longer had any living relatives, only Feng Bei and Shang Yue stayed by her side-one as a parental figure and the other as her bridesmaid.

The maids helped her finish her makeup, all secretly marveling at how breathtakingly beautiful the Stuart Family’s future matron truly was. Even Shang Yue couldn’t take her eyes off her. After a long silence, she finally commented, “It’s really such a steal for Chu Chenxiao.”

Su Yang pressed her lips together in a quiet smile. If she were to be honest, wasn’t she the one who got lucky? No one else but her knew just how exceptional Chen Zhao truly was.

Unable to stomach how lovestruck Su Yang looked, Shang Yue dragged her over to take a few selfies. But then it hit her-these photos couldn’t be shared publicly. Feeling a wave of dismay, she put her phone away. When will the day come when we ghosts can finally show our faces openly? she thought wistfully.

Before long, the appointed time had arrived. Holding the bouquet in her hands, Su Yang glanced down at the flowers. Whatever was on her mind made the corners of her lips curve up slightly in a soft, beautiful smile. Shang Yue’s sharp instincts kicked in, and she quickly snapped a photo, capturing that fleeting moment of joy.

The Stuart Family, widely acknowledged as the most powerful family in the world, was naturally extensive in size. On top of that, their list of partners and allies was even longer. The significance of hosting the wedding of their clan leader could not be overstated. As a result, nearly every family member, no matter how distant, showed up for the occasion.

As Su Yang glanced at the Stuart Family’s section of the venue, she couldn’t help but secretly take a deep breath. Back when she was engaged in her own family’s household, the number of attendees wasn’t even half of what she saw now. This time, unless someone had irreconcilable issues with the direct lineage, everyone was present. When she looked out over the crowd, she estimated there must have been several hundred Stuart family members in attendance alone.

The scale of the wedding banquet was nothing short of massive. More than ten thousand guests had been invited-this was, without a doubt, a wedding of the century. From world leaders and royalty to Su Yang’s “ordinary friends,” everyone considered it an honor to attend such a momentous event. After all, simply receiving an invitation to the Stuart Family clan leader’s wedding was a form of recognition and respect for one’s status.

All the families within the Ten Families Alliance sent representatives to attend, with the sole exception of the Mu Family. For those with slightly closer ties to the groom, more than one branch of their family made an appearance. However, it wasn’t long before people began noticing the absence of anyone from the Mu Family. The question soon became the talk of the event. Was it that the Mu Family refused to attend? Or had the Stuart Family simply not invited them?

By all accounts, the Mu Family and the Stuart Family had always enjoyed a reasonably good relationship. In the past, the Stuart Family had even assisted the Mu Family in relaying critical information. Members of the Ten Families Alliance were utterly baffled. No matter how much they speculated, they couldn’t figure out what could have caused a rift so severe it led to the two families’ apparent fallout.

Su Yang’s true identity had not yet spread, so naturally, no one would associate anything with her.

Aside from the Ten Families Alliance, prominent families from around the world had also sent representatives, and in some cases, even national leaders showed up in person. This was undoubtedly a grand gesture honoring the Stuart Family.

In Hua Country, the Chu Family, Yuan Family, and Qin Family had all sent representatives as well. Chu Renshan came personally on behalf of the Chu Family. The Chu Family wasn’t what it used to be, and Chu Ningyan had repeatedly offended Lin Zhaonuan in the past. As a result, the family head had no choice but to come himself as a sign of respect.

From the Yuan Family, Yuan Junming arrived with his two sons. The Yuan Family had some business collaborations with the Stuart Family, after all. However, Yuan Yan and her children were notably absent, given the unresolved issues with Shang Yue, making their attendance impossible.

As for the Qin Family, only Qin Jian’an attended. Given their sensitive circumstances, they couldn’t come in large numbers or very grandly. Qin Jian’an brought a few members of the Teng Group with him, attending in the capacity of “friends of the bride.” Though, truth be told, Su Yang didn’t necessarily consider them particularly good friends.

The members of the Yuan and Chu Families were stunned to learn that Lin Zhaonuan had officially become the wife of Chu Chenxiao. After all, they had been among the first to suspect a connection between the two. Yet, they never took it seriously. Even after the couple confirmed their relationship, many assumed there were reasons why they hadn’t tied the knot.

When the two disappeared for five years, some people mocked their absence, using their story as gossip to spice up dinner conversations. No one expected that the pair would return in such a grandiose fashion, quickly get married, and soundly shut down the naysayers.

Compared to the bustling crowd representing the Stuart Family, the attendees on Su Yang’s behalf were notably fewer. Counting friends and classmates from Laurel Academy, there were only about 20 or 30 people altogether. Adding Feng Bei and Tushan Le, that was the extent of her side of the aisle.

Feng Bei took on the role of Su Yang’s “father,” walking her down the red carpet and handing her off to Chen Zhao. Though their roles and generational standing were all over the place, in this lifetime, Feng Bei had indeed stood as a “father figure” in her life.

Both Feng Bei and Tushan Le were strikingly handsome, and being on Su Yang’s side of the wedding, naturally sparked some quiet gossip. Though no one dared to say anything openly during the ceremony, peculiar remarks and innuendos circulated in private.

Especially Tushan Le-his beauty could only be described as dazzling, almost blinding. His features were sharp and exuded a hauntingly aggressive allure, as if they could steal your very soul.

It didn’t take long before people started speculating about the identities of these two exceptional men. Everyone knew Feng Bei was Lin Zhaonuan’s master, but as for this stunningly attractive stranger? Quite a few lustful individuals even dared to fixate their fantasies onto Tushan Le, perhaps assuming that Lin Zhaonuan’s friends were harmless and lacked influence.

Feng Bei held Su Yang’s hand as they slowly walked down the red carpet. Behind them, flower girls scattered red rose petals across the length of her white, trailing wedding dress.

Handing over the woman he loved to another man-it was an indescribable feeling that only Feng Bei himself could understand. Bittersweet though it was, he knew that the only person truly worthy of Su Yang was Chen Zhao.

In this lifetime, being able to act as her master and spend years by her side was enough for him. “My Lord…” he whispered silently to himself, “the path ahead is yours to walk with him. Please, live happily together… You must find happiness.”

Tushan Le kept a sharp gaze on Su Yang, unwilling to miss even the smallest detail. His thoughts, however, mirrored Feng Bei’s exactly. Neither of them had any other wish-Su Yang’s happiness was their only desire.