The Banquet

The martial arts tournament ended, and the audience left, still buzzing with excitement.

The four great families did not leave. Instead, they jointly prepared a banquet at a luxurious restaurant run by the Han Family and invited Duanmu Xi to attend.

Qi Xiu stayed by Duanmu Xi's side, receiving countless envious looks.

The looks from people his own age in particular made the usually low-key young martial artist feel as if he were walking on air.

When they arrived at the venue for the four great families' banquet, he naturally became an honored guest as a disciple who was about to enter the Confucian Sect's Haoran Sect.

He sat as an equal alongside Duanmu Xi, the four families' ancestors, and their heads.

Han Chen, Jiang Li, and the others watched with envious, sour expressions.

If not for this dark horse, that seat should have gone to Han Chen.

The large round table was laden with rare delicacies and game, ingredients unavailable in the marketplace, all of them highly nourishing.

Once the banquet began, nobody paid much attention to the food. They chatted instead.

Han Chen glanced toward the seats occupied by members of the Yun Family, where Yun Ling'er was sitting. He saw a young man on her left and a cousin on her right.

Yun Ling'er was extremely close to the man on her left, smiling as she repeatedly served him food.

The sight left him feeling rather troubled.

The person on Yun Ling'er's left was Zhao Han, who had also joined the banquet to eat and drink for free.

A few of the Yun Family members nearby knew Zhao Han and understood that he was a formidable expert.

They kept toasting him and asking after him, hoping to build a connection.

Xie Chengyu found this rather frustrating and