Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 522 A Fatal Misunderstanding

"Gunter, you have arrived at last. Welcome!"

Shen stepped forward to greet them before his grandfather could, anxious that the situation might escalate into a confrontation.

"Shen, please accept my apologies for the delay. Uhm… we were delayed because of… an unexpected complication."

Gunter spoke while nervously scratching his cheek.

He contemplated how absurd it would sound to admit they were late because his son had overlept, though he suspected they were already aware of the truth.

"It is fine. Who could have anticipated such a grave issue arising so suddenly?"

Shen replied, though he struggled to suppress his irritation despite his best efforts.

'Sigh, they are our guests and her future in-laws; we must maintain our respect.'

The head of the Ford family swiftly regained his professional mask.

"Regardless, why have so few of you arrived? Was there yet another unforeseen problem?"

Shen questioned, maintaining a polite smile while cursing them in his mind.

Gunter brightened up, as he actually had a legitimate excuse for this.

"As a matter of fact, yes. Just look at them. Do you believe they could have traveled here in this state?"

He quickly displayed images showing various family members covered in bandages.

The photos showed many people, ranging from the youth to middle-aged men.

"What? How did your family end up in such terrible condition? Were you attacked? Was it the demons?"

Shen inquired, surprised that he hadn't heard any reports of such an incident.

"Uhm… it was due to some internal strife, but the family has reconciled now. Everything is settled," Gunter explained.

"Sigh. Please forgive me, and please come inside. We have been waiting only for your arrival to begin the ceremony."

Scanning the group, Shen noticed only a few family members and servants.

His eyes landed on the few young men present as he asked:

"So, which one of them is Art?"

'Hmm. They look mediocre, perhaps even below average. By every metric, these men are worse than the least impressive candidates from the marriage competitions. I cannot believe we are marrying her off to one of them. The Yates are truly finished; if the circumstances weren't so dire, we wouldn't even consider them. Sigh, my poor...'

Gunter’s voice cut through Shen's spiraling thoughts.

"Oh, he isn't among that group. Hmm, he is..."

Gunter turned to look behind the line of servants.

Sir Giant, Rich, and other Ford family members moved closer, curious to see the intended groom.

"There he is. Since my wife is still feeling frail, he is assisting his mother."

He added this with a visible sense of pride.

"I see."

Shen, Sir Giant, and Rich all cast disinterested glances toward the back, expecting nothing special.

However, after a brief moment, their eyes snapped back to a figure dressed in a red outfit with white patterns, walking beside a pale woman.

"Oh!"

Audible gasps broke out the moment they laid eyes on the person they had been waiting for. It was as if he had stepped directly out of a masterpiece painting.

The atmosphere surrounding him seemed vibrant and full of color; his appearance was almost too perfect.

"T-That is your son?"

Sir Giant asked in shock, his finger pointing directly at Vritra.

"Indeed, who else could it be? That is Art."

Gunter’s pride swelled further upon seeing their stunned reactions.

'He… at least he looks quite remarkable,' they thought, their previous irritation fading slightly.

It wasn't just the Fords; even the surrounding crowd stared with wide eyes as notifications began to flood in.

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There wasn't a soul present who didn't turn to stare, and before long, every conversation centered on Art.

Many women were already considering marriage proposals, unable to withstand his overwhelming charm.

"Why does he seem to possess no strength? I recall him being quite the genius in his youth," Sir Giant noted, narrowing his eyes as he attempted to sense Vritra's Cultivation.

"Oh, that... well, he isn't powerless. He is using a treasure that completely masks his presence and aura."

Gunter quickly fabricated a lie.

"I see, that makes sense. In any case, the event is already behind schedule. Please enter; we shall begin shortly."

Sir Giant spoke, swallowing his anger.

Vritra didn't actually seem disrespectful; perhaps a genuine emergency had occurred.

They had all heard rumors that he had recently returned and had been in a coma for many days.

Perhaps a medicinal reaction had made it impossible for him to wake up on time.

With these self-made justifications, the three men found their anger dissipating.

Shen escorted the Yate family to their seats, where special arrangements had been made.

Gunter and Ava sat together, with Vritra taking the seat beside them while the rest of the group sat behind.

Or rather, there were four in the front row, as Yasmine was sitting directly on Vritra’s lap.

"Hehe. Sorry for making you late, hubby. But you know, I get anxious if I can't feel your warmth. I have to keep trying."

The dragoness whispered, pressing her lips against his cheek briefly before pulling away.

'It’s fine, wifey. Honestly, I’d rather spend more time with my wives than be here,' he thought, maintaining an expressionless face.

As thousands of eyes remained fixed on him, his appearance seemed to grow even more radiant.

It was no wonder everyone was captivated.

"COUGH"

Shen ascended the platform and signaled for the crowd to be silent. Fortunately, Vritra’s entrance had distracted everyone so thoroughly that they had stopped their mocking comments.

"Welcome to this prestigious event, which is of great significance to both us and the Yate family. Although we faced a few hurdles at the start, let us now proceed."

Shen announced, looking out over the assembly.

The crowd began to whisper excitedly among themselves.

"I have a major announcement to share. It concerns a matrimonial union between the Ford and Yate families."

As he spoke, the volume of the crowd increased as they discussed the news.

Vritra scanned the room, his eyes soon meeting those of Rich, who was approaching him.

"Hello Art, I am Rich. We met when we were children. I heard about your return; are you doing well?"

Rich stopped in front of him, asking with a gentle smile.

Vritra nodded and reached out his hand. Rich had been a friend, even if the man didn't recognize his true self yet.

"Yes, I am doing perfectly fine."

The two men shook hands, and Rich seemed to hold a favorable opinion of him.

Vritra planned to reveal his true identity later, as there were too many witnesses present.

He could simply claim he had been Art all along.

Smiling, he added: "It looks like we are becoming relatives now."

"Yeah, but it’s going to be so strange having someone younger than me as my uncle. Sigh, do you mind if I just keep calling you Art?"

Rich asked, struggling with the idea of calling him 'Uncle'.

"Yeah, that is perfectly fine."

"Wait... what do you mean, uncle?"

At that exact moment, Shen made the official proclamation:

"The joyous news is that our families shall be joined by marriage. Art Yate will be marrying my sister, who is Rich’s aunt."

Vritra: "..."

Yasmine: "..."

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