"Have I qualified for the second banquet?" Li Tianming asked.
He knew that not everyone would participate in the second and third banquets. Only those who had performed outstandingly in the first banquet would be selected, reducing the number of participants by at least ninety percent.
"Obviously." An Ning rolled her eyes at him. "Would this Ancient Banquet even be worth watching if you didn't participate? You're the center of attention now."
"That's true." Li Tianming gave an awkward laugh.
Just as they were speaking, An Ning's mother, Wei Wenlan, called them over from the crowd.
"Tianming, how has your cultivation been?" Wei Wenlan asked with an enthusiastic smile.
"Reporting to Mother, not bad!" Li Tianming said.
That form of address made An Ning roll her eyes.
"Ah!" Wei Wenlan was clearly delighted by it. Then she went straight to the point, beckoning to a young woman with light-purple hair not far away. "An Qing, come here."
An Qing was Li Tianming's protector, the granddaughter of Marshal An Lutian.
"Yes."
The young girl was gentle and refined, looking very well-behaved—a completely different style from An Ning.
After she came over, she said to Li Tianming, "Hello, Brother-in-Law!"
"H-Hello."
Even with Li Tianming's thick skin, that form of address made him blush slightly.
Still, it was good that she called him that. At least it proved there was nothing ambiguous between them, and they could be open and aboveboard.
Li Tianming had also guessed Wei Wenlan's intentions.
Sure enough, Wei Wenlan said, "For the second banquet, men and women form teams. Generally, they need to share glory and disgrace alike. Normally, teams are formed within one's own clan. Within our An Clan, in my view, Qing'er is ranked fifty-seventh on the Ancient Ranking and is a tenth-order Chaos Eonic God. She