Evening.
Cloud Mist Mountain was brightly lit.
Many servants began bustling around, decorating the venue.
Both outdoor and indoor preparations were necessary. After all, the banquet was inviting Ancheng's most prestigious figures, and they dared not slack off; the event had to be impressive in style.
Left Envoy Yang also appeared very attentive, occasionally walking around to observe the situation.
Meanwhile.
First-Grade Kingdom.
Yang Chen pondered for a long time before rejecting the idea of wearing the stylish, custom-made suit from Dai Li Country and instead opted for a black, worn-out T-shirt, faded Converse sneakers, and faded jeans.
It was the outfit he wore when he returned from abroad back then; he had never thrown it away and now donned it once again.
He felt that this attire might remind Ye Xin of something.
