"What’s going on here, Zhou Liren" Wearing formal wear, Hao Ren suddenly appeared behind them, startling Zhou Liren to jump.,The dragon race cultivators, especially those seniors who lived deep in mountains far away from society, did not pay much attention to regular human weddings; the weddings held inside Dragon Palace were what they recognized.,The nearby guests turned their heads. An elderly man with white hair and a rosy complexion entered the grand hall accompanied by a dark-skinned man and a fair woman.。