The Star Luo Empire Royal Palace is located in the center of Star Luo City and was rebuilt exactly as it was in the Douluo Continent.
The palace walls made of white boulders tower into the sky, and golden crown emblems shine on each pillar.
Star Luo Imperial Family, whose surname is Dai, is undoubtedly Spirit Ice Douluo Huo Yuhao.
His original name was Huo Yuhao, and he was the authentic royal bloodline of the Star Luo Empire. It was under his protection that Star Luo Empire was able to migrate from the Douluo Continent to this place and still exists today.
A loud horn sounded in front of the palace gate, and the grand and solemn national ceremony officially began.
A bright red carpet was laid all the way from the depths of the palace to the steps outside the palace gate. On both sides stood royal knights in golden armor, their helmets motionless in the night wind.
Federation The delegation was led by a deputy speaker, followed by several high-status members, and walked slowly along the red carpet under the guidance of the protocol officer.
Xiao Mu and other students lined up in the middle of the envoy team and followed the adults in front of them across the red carpet.
The two parties briefly exchanged state gifts on the steps in front of the palace gate.
The deputy speaker and Star Luo Emperor each delivered speeches. The ceremony was simple and efficient, lasting less than a quarter of an hour. Then the palace door opened wide, the lights of the palace banquet hall poured out, and the band played the welcome song.
The dinner party officially started.
The banquet hall was brightly lit, and Xiao Mu and others walked into it with the flow of people.
The crystal chandelier illuminated the entire hall like daylight, the long table was filled with delicacies, the band played melodious welcome music, and in the shadows of the fragrant temples, the envoys of the two countries toasted and exchanged greetings.
At the same moment, the back hall of the palace.
Dai Tianling looked at the submissive daughter in front of him and rubbed his temples. As a hero of the Star Luo Empire generation, he worked hard for more than ten years, suppressed the Green Skull resistance organization, and spoke out in court.
But towards his only daughter, he could never display the majesty of an emperor.
He manages his seventeen sons obediently, but this one is the apple of his eye. He has gotten into countless troubles since he was a child. Last month he cut Concubine Zhen's hair, and last month... he always had this look of tears, and he did this every time.
"Don't cry, don't cry, I won't punish you." Dai Tianling sighed and pulled his daughter in front of him, "But it's time for you to calm down. After this year's Youth in the Continent Soul Master Tournament, you will be sixteen."
Dai Yun'er raised his head alertly. "Father, what do you mean by this?"
"Long Yue That kid is pretty good." Dai Tianling's tone changed from helpless to fatherly probing, "Monster Academy The first of the eight kings, Mountain Dragon King Martial Soul, his character and strength are all seen by my father. You have grown up together, and he also cares about you. This marriage, my father feels--"
"Brother Long Yue?" Dai Yun'er was stunned for a moment, "No, no."
"Stop looking at me carelessly."
Dai Yun'er Seeing that being coquettish didn't work, he simply changed his strategy, took his father's arm and shook it. "Father, can we talk about this later? Tonight is a state banquet. If you don't go to the front hall, the deputy speaker will be waiting in a hurry."
Dai Tianling was dragged out of the hall by her, she shook her head helplessly, but the doting in her eyes never disappeared.
Not long after, melodious dance music played in the banquet hall, the light of the crystal chandelier was dimmed a bit, and the warm golden light sprinkled on the dance floor, like flowing amber.
Star Luo Emperor Dai Tianling walked through the crowd and walked up to a female member of the Federation mission. She leaned slightly and made an invitation gesture.
The woman was about thirty years old and very beautiful. She was stunned for a moment, then generously stretched out her hand, placed it on Huang Emperor's Palm's heart, and followed him onto the dance floor.
There was a burst of ceremonial applause from all around, and the temporary dance partners began to spin under the chasing light, and the hems of their skirts and royal robes overlapped in the music.
Xiao Mu didn't look at the dance floor. He stood in the seating area on the side of the banquet hall, with his back against the wall, holding a plate of kebabs from the cold table, and eating slowly.
Xu Xiaoyan sat on the high stool next to him, holding a small cake in both hands, took a bite, cream stained the corner of his mouth, and commented vaguely. "This is better than the macarons on the boat."
Gu Yue was standing next to the potted plant with a teacup in his hands, his posture was no different from that in the college lounge.
Na'er was holding a plate of sandwiches in one hand and grabbing two skewers of grilled shrimp in the other. Before he could swallow it, he reached for the fruit tart in the distance.
Long Chen and Yuanen Yehui were sitting on the sofa not far away, with a whole plate of the Star Luo Empire's specialty honey-glazed ribs between them. They ate in silence, occasionally exchanging words about today's schedule.
"Are you sure you are here for the state banquet?" Luo Qinghan came over with champagne and looked at these people gathered in the corner, like they were having a tea party.
"OK." Na'er raised his head and smiled at him, with the grilled shrimp sauce still staining the corners of his mouth. "The dishes for the state banquet are quite good, but the portions are a bit too small."
Xiao Mu handed a kebab to Luo Qinghan, who hesitated for half a second, took it, leaned against the wall and stood with them, giving up the persuasion.
"Forget it, the game is the most important thing anyway."
At this moment, the door of the banquet hall was pushed open by the waiter, and all the conversations were lowered a few degrees at the same moment.
Eight people walked in from the door, uniformly dressed in dark red clothes, with the same black pattern embroidered on their chests. It was a circular emblem, with one side open, shaped like a giant mouth, revealing sharp teeth, and it was fierce and powerful.
They walked in an orderly manner, without talking or looking around. The eight of them walked together with the momentum of a heavy sword being unsheathed.
The guests in the hall involuntarily moved to both sides.
The person walking at the front was a bald young man, more than two meters tall, with broad shoulders and a broad back. When he stood at the door, he looked like a mountain moving over.
His facial features were strong, his skin was dark brown from being exposed to the sun all year round, and a few old scars could be vaguely seen on his thick neck. He did not deliberately release pressure, but with every step he took on the marble floor, everyone around him could feel the faint vibrations from the soles of his feet.
"Monster Academy's people are here." Someone in the crowd whispered.
Xiao Mu put down the meat skewers in his hand and glanced in that direction.
Luo Qinghan stood up straight with the champagne in his hand and lowered his voice to introduce to Xiao Mu, "The bald man walking at the front - Long Yue, Monster Academy, the head of the eight kings, Martial Soul Mountain Dragon King. The blond young man next to him is the fourth prince Dai Yueyan, Star Luo Empire. The remaining four are Hua Landang, Ye Zhi, Lin San and Teng Teng."
Xiao Mu's eyes stopped on Long Yue for a moment. The other party also happened to look towards the corner of the rest area.
The mountain-like heavy gaze and Xiao Mu's plain water-like gaze collided across the entire banquet hall. After a brief confrontation, Long Yue kept walking and led the team straight towards the direction of Xiao Mu.
Long Yue passed through the edge of the dance floor, and the crowd automatically gave way to a passage. He walked to and stood in front of Xiao Mu. His two-meter height allowed him to look down at Xiao Mu, but there was no condescension in his dark brown eyes, only a heavy curiosity.
"Is it you who bullied Yun'er?"