The banquet hall buzzed with voices, elegant music drifting slowly through the air. Nobles spun lightly in the center of the dance floor, their steps graceful and refined. Holding a wineglass, Ang was chatting with Quintina and Aisha when hurried footsteps suddenly sounded a few paces away.
"Is that him?" A female mage in a pale blue robe slightly turned her head and quietly asked her companion.
"I've already confirmed it. Yes."
"Find a way to deal with him." The female mage's gaze shifted slightly, a faint smile curling at the corners of her lips. Then she walked toward Ang.
"May I have this dance?"
A crisp voice reached his ears. Ang looked up to see a young female mage standing before him, her features delicate and her bearing elegant. There was a hint of anticipation in her deep blue eyes.
"Me?" Ang froze for a moment, raising a hand to point at himself with some hesitation in his eyes.
The female mage smiled and nodded, her gaze carrying confidence and an invitation.
However, Ang gave an awkward smile and waved his hand. "Sorry, I can't dance. You should ask someone else."
Quintina and Aisha stood beside Ang and could not help lowering their heads to snicker. Aisha even teased softly, "Brother, you can't dance?"
Ang shrugged and spread his hands helplessly. "I learned it before at Warrior Academy and Magic Academy, but I never actually danced. Naturally, I forgot."
Disappointment flashed through the female mage's eyes when Ang refused. After a soft sigh, she had no choice but to turn and leave.
At that moment, Quintina suddenly revealed a sly smile and volunteered, "Come on, I'll teach you."
Ang was startled and instinctively wanted to refuse, but seeing Quintina's eager expression, he ultimately could not resist her and