The Xiao Clan disciples beside them behaved like obedient children. None dared to interrupt, much less whisper among themselves. After all, it was disrespectful for juniors to speak privately while their elders were talking.
Yet among this group of well-behaved juniors, Xiao Yan and Zi Yan stood out distinctly.
Throughout this banquet, Xiao Yan remained calm, sitting upright without appearing stiff.
When Jia Xing Tian, Hai Bo Dong, and the others occasionally spoke to him, he responded with the same composure. The rest of the time, he quietly listened to the conversation between Xiao Zhan and the others, occasionally raising his wine cup for a small sip. Every movement he made carried an effortless bearing.
Zi Yan, on the other hand, was lively and restless. Her bright, sparkling eyes darted about, glancing at a plate of enticing roasted meat one moment and staring at a bowl of soup wafting with an unusual fragrance the next. From time to time, she would secretly reach out to snatch a piece of pastry, looking playful and adorable.
The others merely smiled at the sight and did not criticize them. After all, strength reigned supreme in this world.
Apart from Zi Yan occasionally stealing a bite, no one touched the delicacies spread across the crystal table. Judging by the situation, they seemed to be waiting for someone important to arrive.
Just then, a faint laugh suddenly came from outside the hall.
"Sorry to have kept you waiting."
When Xiao Zhan saw the group entering from outside the hall, he realized that it was Xiao Yao, Xiao Ding, and the others. He abruptly rose to his feet, jolting the jade cup before him so that wine splashed out and spilled over his clothes.
"Yao'er, you've finally returned." Xiao Zhan's voice was filled with barely concealed