The banquet's main feast officially began. Robots entered, and tens of thousands of round tables were laid out neatly across the venue. Every table had a number, and every invitation carried a number indicating its assigned seat.
Anyone who needed to change seats could inform the organizers, and Mu's Tianxing Family would add a place at the table they wished to join.
The main table, Table One, stood at the center and looked no different from the surrounding tables. The only difference was the lives seated there and the civilizations they represented.
After briefly saying goodbye to several people nearby, Chen Mo headed toward the seat marked on his invitation.
Jing Ge also appeared beside Chen Mo and walked toward their table.
The petite girl, Bai Yun, followed as well, surprising Chen Mo. He gave Jing Ge a meaningful look. Jing Ge rolled his eyes at him, equally helpless about Bai Yun tagging along.
"Bai Yun, why aren't you looking for your father?" Chen Mo asked.
"It's the same wherever I go. My father is always talking with those so-called friends of his. It makes no difference whether I'm there or not." Bai Yun pressed close to Jing Ge's left side.
Jing Ge's left arm stiffened, utterly motionless. He instinctively moved away from Bai Yun, only for her to stick to him again.
"Brother Jing Ge, why are you still afraid of me?" Bai Yun muttered.
"He's never been close to a girl. You're standing so close that he doesn't know what to do," Chen Mo added mercilessly.
"Brother Jing Ge is pretty cute," Bai Yun said with a smile.
"He really is pretty cute." Chen Mo agreed with a straight face, the smile never leaving his expression. Jing Ge was a Divine Guard and the chief combat instructor among