The hostess's voice was crisp and pleasing to the ear. In a few brief, vivid sentences, she evoked the mystery and fiery passion of the Western Region. As soon as she finished speaking, a group of blond, blue-eyed women glided onto the stage from either side.
They wore exotic dresses covered in silver ornaments, which chimed as their skirts swayed. Their skin gleamed white as snow, their eyes shone like stars, and their entrance immediately drew a murmur of wonder from the audience.
The interactive portion began at once. Smiling brightly, the women stepped down from the stage and mingled warmly with the guests.
Some offered cups of sweet, fragrant wine from the Western Region, while others invited guests to join them in a few simple foreign dance steps. Every gesture radiated uninhibited, fiery charm.
The previously dignified banquet burst into life. Cheers and laughter rose in waves, and everyone present became helplessly immersed in this novel, exuberant atmosphere.
Then, right on cue, came a breathtaking spectacle-the music suddenly quickened, and the beautiful women returned to the center of the stage, dancing to the drumbeats.
Their dance brimmed with primal passion and untamed wildness. Twisting their waists and swaying their hips, they displayed their graceful figures, their flying skirts revealing beautifully sculpted waists and ankles. Every movement possessed both strength and beauty, leaving the audience dazzled.
At the same time, a distinctive melody from the Western Region rang through the banquet hall.
The plucked strings carried desolation and boundless expanses, the drumbeats rang with boldness and passion, and unfamiliar instruments produced lilting, melodious strains.
Most of those present were gifted young elites raised on the refined music of the South Sea Continent. They knew nothing of this unfamiliar musical style and could not understand a single lyric.
Yet the