Within the spacious reception hall of the City Lord's Residence in Unrivaled City, faint sounds of laughter and conversation mingled with music from strings and pipes. The atmosphere was lively, yet not remotely rowdy; it was all elegance and grandeur, displaying the status and standing of those gathered here.
Jiang Dali sat in the seat of honor to Dugu Yifang's left, effectively on equal footing with him.
As the renowned Black Wind Stronghold Master, he now fully exuded the bearing of a grandmaster and overlord. Other than an arrogant, ignorant junior like Dugu Ming, no one dared show him disrespect. All treated him with the courtesy due a senior of their sect.
At that moment, he sipped refined tea and nodded slightly as he watched the singing and dancing in the hall, looking entirely relaxed and at ease. No one could guess his purpose for coming.
Seeing Jiang Dali's gaze linger repeatedly on the lead dancer, Dugu Yifang smiled. As the performance gradually came to an end, he took the initiative to open the conversation. "Brother Jiang, it seems you are also a refined man who understands music. I heard that you are close friends with Sect Master Murong of the Tianqin Sect, kindred spirits, in fact. I wonder whether you are satisfied with my daughter's performance today?"
The moment those words fell, the red-clad woman leading the dancers, who had been preparing to withdraw, immediately stopped in her tracks.
"Oh?"
Surprise showed in Jiang Dali's eyes as he looked at Dugu Yifang, then at the veiled woman in red. He smiled. "I never expected this beauty to be Brother Dugu's daughter. No wonder she is naturally lovely, and her dancing so pleasing to the eye."
"Hahaha, receiving such praise from you, Brother Jiang, means my daughter has not studied