The Star Union Hotel, formerly the Star Emperor Hotel, had once been used by the Star Luo Imperial Family to receive foreign guests.
Now, anyone with money could stay there.
The meaning behind its new name was simple: a federal society had no emperor, only the united continents. Any power that sought to stand above the Federation would ultimately perish.
After its renovation, the Star Union Hotel ranked among the very finest hotels on the entire Douluo Continent.
Its decorations had already been extravagant. Doors, desks, and even some relief carvings were fashioned from precious woods such as thousand-year-old golden-thread nanmu and thousand-year-old red sandalwood. Even the sofas were upholstered in rare bear pelts. Why were they rare? Naturally, because Soul Beasts were growing fewer and fewer.
Combined with modern soul guidance technology, there was nothing to fault except the price.
Leng Yaozhu had just finished bathing. Who she had bathed with was none of your business.
She wore a lotus-pink slip dress and reclined lazily on an ivory sofa, her long, fiery-red hair hanging loose over her fair shoulders.
The lotus-pink slip dress was exquisitely soft, and as she leaned back, it faintly revealed her voluptuous contours.
She shifted slightly, and a thin shoulder strap slipped down. Her long hair fell back, revealing fair skin as enchanting as snowflakes.
Tang Qingye wiped his runny nose as he listened to Leng Yaozhu recount her past ties with the Wu Family.
When the Star Luo Empire had relocated, not all its royal family members had left. Some collateral branches had remained on the Douluo Continent and survived to this day. They were the present-day Wu Family of Star Luo City.
The Wu Family still held a certain amount of influence in Star Luo City.
The White Tiger Martial Soul had a