Within half an hour, no fewer than eight beautiful women had come to invite Lin Tian to dance. These women were fashionably dressed, yet not gaudy. If someone knowledgeable about fashion were here, they would notice that all their clothes were fresh off the latest fashion show.
They were either elite socialites or prominent young ladies. In the past, they were aloof and would never have considered someone like Lin Tian, who came from a humble background.
But times have changed; Lin Tian's prowess had spread throughout the circle. These ladies either admired him themselves or were instructed by their families to make nice. In any case, Lin Tian was a bit busy at this annual event.
But he wasn't busy dancing with them; he was busy rejecting them. It wasn't that Lin Tian couldn't dance. With his current abilities, learning a dance on the fly was as easy as drinking water or eating food, and he could even perform master-level moves.
