After they returned to the banquet hall, dinner began on schedule. The many guests had already been assigned seats according to their families' standing in the Heaven Dou Empire. Thanks to their association with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Leng Xiyue and her companions could sit in a private room with Ning Rongrong's group.
At first glance, there had seemed to be no one worth noticing at this banquet, but now it truly proved to be a place of crouching tigers and hidden dragons. Seated at her table was a graceful young man with a little blue lightning emblem on his head. A rather scantily dressed woman sat beside him, nestled against him.
People their age who could sit at this table... could they be Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan?
After all, Dugu Yan had Dugu Bo behind her. It was perfectly normal for her to come here for a share of the pie.
A middle-aged man sat beside them. He had the strength of a Soul Saint and ought to have ranked among the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's higher-ups. However, he kept a very low profile, seemingly intending only to serve as a bodyguard or adviser to the young master rather than take the lead.
It was the same on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's side. Ning Rongrong had also brought a Soul Saint, and this one looked much more dependable than that previous bunch of lackeys.
Seemingly by Tian Meng's design, Leng Xiyue returned to find Oscar sitting beside Ning Rongrong. Oscar looked composed, while Ning Rongrong chatted with him, her face full of curiosity.
"Brother Ao, Brother Sky Dream told me you're only a Support System Soul Master. Is that true?" Looking at Oscar's burly physique, Ning Rongrong was utterly astonished. Could Support System