The spot where Zhang Tie stood was relatively secluded within the entire banquet hall, away from the focus of everyone's attention. It suited Zhang Tie's current status well enough. Here, he listened to the music, drank wine, and watched the stream of people pouring in through the main doors, thoroughly enjoying himself. The personal attendants of the other Scepter Pastors who had entered with Zhang Tie gathered in twos and threes some distance away, or drifted toward the livelier areas. No one came over to invite Zhang Tie along or make his acquaintance.
Within the Holy Light Empire, the circle of attendants around the Grand Pastors was a world unto itself, riddled with conflicts of interest. In the eyes of the others, Zhang Tie had stepped in dog shit to become Bodili's personal attendant. Few personal attendants of Grand Pastors were below level ten; most were between levels eleven and fourteen. Bodili's previous personal attendant had been a Great Battle Master. Never mind Zhang Tie's level-nine strength—his seniority alone was worlds apart from those veteran personal attendants serving the other Grand Pastors.
Thus, almost without anyone saying it outright, Zhang Tie was isolated by the personal attendants serving the other Grand Pastors who had entered with him.
"I heard he only received etiquette training at a hotel two days ago. Hiding off to one side at a time like this at least shows he knows his place..."
"Let's hope that brat doesn't make a fool of himself this time..."
"Hahaha, a grand occasion like this has probably scared him stupid!"
The personal attendants wearing the same formal attire as Zhang Tie whispered among themselves in the distance. From time to time, someone would turn and give Zhang Tie a contemptuous once-over.
With only two days left until he