I, the Holy Son of the Zhou Clan (1)

The so-called aristocratic aura was, in essence, the weariness that came from having every desire satisfied.

Clearly, the face of the man who had suddenly appeared was full of that very weariness.

It was the effortless satisfaction that came from being able to indulge at will in even the finest food and the most alluring beauties in the world.

A director of the Ji Clan had actually brought a man with her!!

One had to know that figures as influential as Ji Yingzhao rarely brought members of the opposite sex to public events—what they did in private was irrelevant, but once it was put on display, it represented the direction of major powers.

"Director Ji."

"Director Ji."

"Director Ji."

The Vacuum upper management around them lowered their heads in greeting.

Regardless of the other party's status, Ji Yingzhao returned the same courtesy to all.

It made people feel as though bathed in a spring breeze.

No one dared speculate recklessly about who the man beside her might be.

Until—

A group of people approached from the center of the banquet ahead.

The leader was a handsome young man, none other than the Vacuum Theocracy's second prince, [Sodi].

With the protagonist of the banquet arriving, the atmosphere grew even more lively.

The prearranged reporters calmly prepared to capture some explosive footage for the second prince's publicity.

Chen Chaoxun looked at his father following behind the second prince and felt somewhat miserable.

If the Chen Family had still been at the height of its power, they would not have needed to be so servile even before a Human Dragon-level councilor.

The man clenched his fists and swore in his heart.

Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river—never mock a poor young man!

No one cared what