Yet the sight also made quite a few Human Race cultivators present want to gather her into their arms and cherish her tenderly.
From all this, the palace's owner clearly had a unique talent for putting on a spectacle, though how strong that owner was remained unclear.
Luo Yi had arrived at the hall rather late.
After all, anyone who could ascend to the Golden Mountain Ninety-Nine-Story Treasure Hall ranked among the Northern Endless Sea's elite, whether in status or in the power backing them.
In fact, the vast majority of demons and cultivators on this floor had a Tribulation-Crossing Pseudo-Immortal Powerhouse presiding over their faction.
Even those whose factions lacked such a powerhouse had countless tangled ties to factions that did.
The seating arrangements for the birthday banquet also clearly followed a particular order.
Many cultivators and demons seated farther down or in the corners smiled ingratiatingly at those nearer the seat of honor, laying on the flattery with every word.
They looked ready to rush over and lick the backsides of those powerful factions.
By rights, Luo Yi, who had neither status nor backing and whose cultivation had only reached Great Vehicle Major Accomplishment, should have been tucked into an unnoticed corner.
But thanks to the welcoming Crimson Flood Dragon's misunderstanding, a Dragon Palace maid respectfully escorted him to a seat beside two women, in a place fairly close to the front.
Though Luo Yi found the placement rather surprising, he accepted it without fuss.
All told, the seat was neither too high nor too low. It would not draw too many eyes to him.
Nor would he be so invisible that, after attending the entire banquet, no one would know he existed. If he then tried to invite a demon who caught his fancy to travel with