"What are you chatting about so merrily? As our host, High Priest, you've been ignoring your guests. That hardly seems the proper way to entertain us, does it?"
As Xiao Ying was guiltily pondering the matter between himself and Feng Tianyun, an easygoing voice with a hint of teasing rang out.
He looked toward the voice and saw Luo Lun, Guangming Jingfu, Zangtian Ji, and a dozen others approaching him and the women. Luo Lun had been the one to speak.
Not only Luo Lun's little group, but the other groups nearby had also silently drawn considerably closer to Xiao Ying.
Many of the distinguished young lords and ladies present genuinely looked down on Xiao Ying, even disdaining any contact with him. Yet apart from observing the course of the Tribulation and attending the grand founding of the nation, a large part of the reason so many factions had come was Xiao Ying himself. Some had even attended this banquet for that very purpose. Naturally, they wanted more contact with him so they could observe him. This might not have been their personal wish, but it was one of their principal assignments!
"A graceful maiden is a gentleman's worthy match. Such is human nature. But you're no ordinary man, High Priest. Don't let yourself become too absorbed!"
A gentle, mellow voice followed. It was Zangtian Ji, whose words felt like friendly banter, inspiring not the slightest resentment and instead creating a sense of closeness.
"Meeting old friends, I couldn't resist chatting a little longer. Besides, I couldn't bear to disturb my honored guests and didn't dare approach you uninvited!"
Already mentally prepared, Xiao Ying quickly answered with an apologetic expression.
That was indeed the truth. Given the standing of everyone attending this banquet, each deserved Xiao Ying's personal hospitality and