It was the hour of the dragon.
Outside Tushan Manor, firecrackers were already crackling amid the thunder of gongs and drums.
"Oh my, City Lord, you're here! Why so early? We've only just finished setting off the firecrackers."
Seeing City Lord Ying Dayuan step down from his carriage, Steward Xiong hurried forward with a smile to welcome him.
"Hahaha, I promised Madam Tushan I would be the first to arrive," Ying Dayuan said with a laugh. "Well? Am I the first? Surely no one arrived earlier than I did?"
"Yes, yes, you're the very first. Please, come in! Our madam is already welcoming guests in the courtyard."
Steward Xiong hurriedly had a maid escort City Lord Ying Dayuan into the manor.
"Oh, Master Hu! Welcome, welcome. Please come in. I hope today's feast will suit your tastes."
"Madam Yue, it's been so long. You're still as young and lovely as ever. Our madam has been wanting to invite you over for tea."
"Lord Long, take your time. Take your time."
"Oh! City Lord Huang! Good heavens, I never imagined you would actually come. Your son certainly has an imposing bearing!"
After Ying Dayuan arrived at Tushan Manor, more and more carriages stopped outside its gates.
Dignitaries from throughout Immortal Fox City arrived, along with sect masters and city lords from various monster cities.
Steward Xiong kept bowing, barely straightening his back, and the smile never left his face.
Quite a few city lords from independent monster cities and sect masters had also brought their children and prized disciples.
The youngest of these juniors was five, and the oldest was no more than ten.
Steward Xiong had managed Tushan Manor for a thousand years, after all. How could he fail to realize that, while these people had indeed come to celebrate