Supreme Warrior in the City

"Big sister, we’ll leave these matters for you to arrange!" the eldest uncle said with a laugh, "Among us all, you love the second brother the most, and you understand these customs best. You’re the ideal person to handle it!"

Everyone voiced their support, and the eldest aunt smiled, saying, "Since everyone agrees, then it’s settled. I’ll take charge of this. Tomorrow’s affair must be lively and elegant!"

"First of all, there’s the issue of the cars. Our Zhao family has a bit of a reputation now, so we can’t skimp on vehicles. I’ve arranged for seventeen cars to come from the provincial capital, and here in Nanluo City, I’ve arranged for more than twenty. You all should have made preparations too, right?"

The eldest uncle chuckled and said, "Of course, I’ve arranged for nine cars to come over, and my friends here in Nanluo City have prepared more than a dozen for me."

"I’ve also prepared..." the second aunt started to say.

"I’ve also prepared..." the third uncle followed.

Everyone spoke up one after the other, and quickly, the number of cars gathered amounted to more than a hundred.

The eldest aunt nodded in satisfaction, her gaze finally falling on Zhao Xuefen, "Xuefen, since you’re the granddaughter, we all know your family’s situation, so we won’t make things difficult for you. How about this—you arrange for two trucks to carry some dowry items or the like, traveling at the end of the convoy. That shouldn’t be a problem, right?"

Before Zhao Xuefen could speak up, the third uncle immediately chuckled, "Big sister, you say you’re not making things difficult for Xuefen, yet these trucks cost money to run—you know, fuel costs. Xuefen, don’t worry. Just tell the truck drivers that we’ll cover their wages and fuel costs. Go handle it with peace of mind; your uncles won’t let you suffer a loss!"