Nine Treasures Grand Hotel, Heaven Character private room.
Eighteen cold dishes had been arranged across the enormous round table like stars surrounding the moon.
Three Maids dressed in light, gauzy clothes moved between the guests, crimson wine shimmering enticingly in crystal glasses.
Ning Zhiyuan had shed his earlier dishevelment. Owl Bro sat to his left, Dottore to his right,
and his wineglass barely left his lips.
As Jiang Hao and the others took their seats under Ning Tian's guidance, the once-spacious room sprang to life.
Jiang Hao and Yan Shaozhe sat across from Ning Zhiyuan. Ning Tian and Wu Feng sat close beside her father,
while Sandrone sat quietly beside Jiang Hao with a cup of warm tea, utterly apart from the bustle around her.
Banner Bro had already entered "storm inhalation" mode.
He snatched up a Deep-Sea Lobster thicker than his arm,
twisted off its head without bothering to peel it properly, and tore into the tender meat.
He ate with wild abandon, caring nothing for appearances.
Across the table, Wu Feng's eyes burned at the sight.
"What an appetite! With a body like that, he must be strong!"
Wu Feng praised him inwardly, then shot a disdainful glance at Sandrone, who was delicately sipping tea beside her.
He's far better than that pretentious little green-tea act.
But Wu Feng did not realize that if it came to a fight,
she would have less than a ten percent chance against Sandrone.
Sandrone might even take her apart like a heap of scrap machinery.
Against Banner Bro, on the other hand, she still stood a chance.
After all, humanity might be scarce among the Fatui, but it was there.
"Now that everyone's here, let's drink until we drop!"
Ning Zhiyuan raised his glass again, his face flushed. "We can discuss