[Sir/Madam, the dinner has begun. Please return to your seats.]
A waiter passed in front of He Ao, raising the sign in his hand.
His steps were light, making almost no sound. He held the sign at just the right height, allowing He Ao to see it without taking up too much of his field of vision or disturbing him.
Gentle piano music echoed through the spacious hall.
Quite a few people saw the sign the waiter had raised and slowly made their way toward their seats.
He Ao and Wei Jinna also headed toward their table.
As everyone moved forward, they all seemed to deliberately soften their footsteps so as not to disturb the lingering piano music. Throughout the process, not a single distinct footstep could be heard.
Soon, everyone returned to their respective seats.
Each small round table seated around four people. The chairs had already been rearranged to face the platform, enclosing two-thirds of the table and forming a U-shaped opening toward the stage.
However, He Ao and Wei Jinna's table was somewhat special. It had only two chairs, and the table was occupied by just the two of them.
Thinking about it, the reason was simple. Their small round table was not aligned with the other tables in a staggered arrangement, but instead protruded slightly into the aisle.
When Folen sent He Ao the invitation, there had only been a few hours left before the banquet began. Normally, invitations had to be sent out at least a week in advance.
Clearly, this banquet had not originally reserved seats for two more people.
The other guests nearby also seemed to notice the unusual nature of the small table, but none of them stared for long. They merely glanced at it before quickly looking away.
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