Hosts and guests took their respective seats. Before long, attendants filed out from the rear hall, setting exquisite delicacies and spirit dishes upon the tables one after another.
Curling wisps of fragrance spread throughout the great hall, refreshing the heart and lungs.
The tables before you and Marquis Wu Ze were particularly lavish, displaying several natural treasures and spirit foods rarely seen in this world. Even with your status, you had tasted such treasures only once or twice since childhood, and some you had never tried at all.
Everyone in the hall understood that this Dragon Palace banquet was no ordinary feast; beneath its surface lurked the glint of blades. But matters had come this far, and they still raised their chopsticks and ate according to etiquette.
Elder Zhuang was the most uninhibited among those present, wielding his chopsticks repeatedly and eating with gusto, paying no heed whatsoever to appearances.
By contrast, the Second Prince, Gu Rui, was troubled and distracted, with no appetite at all. He took only a few small pieces of food before silently setting down his jade chopsticks.
Marquis Wu Ze held a jade cup and slowly drank his wine, looking perfectly at ease.
You, too, remained composed. Faced with such rare delicacies, your appetite only grew, and you ate at your leisure.
Jiang Zifan tasted a little and stopped. Only Hu Xiaozi, like you, enjoyed every dish on his table.
Marquis Wu Ze's cultivation had already reached the eighth tier, and ordinary spirit food could no longer benefit his cultivation.
Only a few light vegetarian dishes stood on his table, without the slightest trace of meat.
The Fragrant Consort was the same. After the battle at the Blood Demon Cavern ended, Gu Jingming ascended to the Dragon Monarch's throne and bestowed upon her the title