Void Golden Lotus

Within the dance floor, music drifted melodiously as the prodigies of every race danced with graceful ease.

Lu Changsheng wore an open, upright green robe, his figure straight as a pine. Though he was no master of dance, every step he took carried its own steady, unhurried bearing. Tang Xuanxuan's pink skirt fluttered, lively and sly; one moment she spun like a butterfly, the next she nestled at Lu Changsheng's side, smiling sweetly, her bright eyes and white teeth making her seem truly like a young girl fallen deep in love, drawing every gaze from the Southern Saint Domain's prodigies toward them.

One still, one lively—the two of them actually became the focus of the entire hall.

"Hiss... just what is this kid's background? The Tang Family's second young miss is actually this close to him?"

"Could he be the descendant of some hidden ancient clan? He looks very unfamiliar."

All kinds of whispers spread through the seats like a tide.

In a corner, Shi Jingtian held a roasted golden crab leg in one hand and gnawed fiercely at it, while secretly shooting Tu Jiao a look with the other. His greasy mouth leaned closer, and he lowered his voice. "Man-woman, don't you think Junior Brother Lu is playing this a bit too far? Tsk, tsk, tsk, that level of intimacy—if I were Treading Snow, the vinegar jar would've been overturned long ago. Look over there—"

He pointed with the crab leg toward the Nine-Headed Sea Snake Race's seats and grinned. "That young patriarch of the Nine-Headed Sea Snake Race, his face is almost pissed into the color of pot-bottom ash. Haha!"

Tu Jiao folded her arms, and beneath her neat short hair, her phoenix eyes swept coldly toward Ao Chi. A trace of gravity surfaced on her capable, valiant