The widest tent in Zhi Yao Camp was like a palace. Dozens of people sat within, every one of them smiling.
Today was the birthday banquet of General Zhi Yao's only daughter, Miss Bi'er. Nearly everyone who had been allowed in was talent General Zhi Yao valued highly, representing the pinnacle of power within the camp.
"Father, didn't you say we wouldn't be holding a banquet? I'll be going back in a few days anyway. Why make such a fuss?"
At the very back of the hall, a delicate-looking young girl gazed at the lively hall, her fine brows slightly furrowed.
"This is just a token of goodwill from my subordinates. Since you're here with Father, listen to my arrangements. Don't hold yourself back—have some fun!" A middle-aged man laughed heartily.
The middle-aged man's gaze was like lightning, and immense power lay hidden throughout his body, as though dragons and tigers coiled around him. One could tell without looking closely that he was terrifyingly powerful.
General Zhi Yao! An Emperor Realm expert!
"Fine, but I still need to cultivate, and I don't like these social gatherings... Once I want to leave, don't stop me," the girl said.
"Fine. As long as you like it, you can do whatever you want. But... these are Father's loyal subordinates. If you turn around and leave right away, it will chill their hearts as well. How about this... I've arranged a dance for this banquet. Someone will definitely invite you to dance then. Dance one song before you leave—it shouldn't take up too much of your time!"
General Zhi Yao hesitated before speaking.
He also knew that his daughter disliked such social occasions. However, everyone attending this banquet was his subordinate. If his daughter simply turned around and left, it would not look good