Crushing a Love Rival with Pure Physical Strength: An Yi Cripples Mu Zhan with One Palm at the Night Banquet

Night fell, and the sky had already darkened, but Nalan Residence was brightly lit and bustling with voices.

An Yi took a stroll around the Alchemist Guild, participated in the internal assessment, and smoothly obtained a slot in the Alchemist Convention.

Afterward, he came to the Nalan Family with Ya Fei.

Ya Fei had changed into a fitted red cheongsam, with a snow-white fox fur draped over her shoulders, making her voluptuous figure all the more alluring.

An Yi, meanwhile, had changed into a luxurious brocade robe with a white base and golden patterns. His dazzling red hair fell casually behind his back, and every gesture carried a hint of languid nobility.

The two entered the bustling hall side by side, instantly drawing countless gazes.

The moment Nalan Jie saw An Yi arrive, he hurried over with a radiant face. Nalan Su and Nalan Yanran followed close behind.

"Master Nangong, thank you for honoring us with your presence."

Nalan Jie clasped his hands in greeting, keeping an exceedingly humble posture without a trace of the Empire's Mad Lion's pride.

An Yi casually waved a hand. "I came along with Ya Fei to join in the fun. Go about your business and don't mind me. I don't like noise."

Nalan Jie did not insist. Turning sideways, he made an inviting gesture and personally led An Yi and Ya Fei to a relatively quiet guest seat in the corner of the hall.

The moment An Yi sat down, Nalan Yanran hurried over. Looking at him with unconcealed delight in her eyes, she asked softly:

"An... Master Nangong, is there anything you'd like to drink?"

"Fruit wine or clear tea, either is fine," An Yi replied indifferently. "I don't like anything with too strong a flavor."

"Alright, I'll prepare it." Nalan Yanran nodded