Then, she had to greet them with a smile, sweetly say some words of gratitude, and perfectly display the etiquette and customs of the Immortal Dao Noble Clan.
The atmosphere suffocated her.
She endured until noon passed, the Sword Ceremony concluded, and the banquet began.
Various immortal dishes were brought in one after another from outside. The variety was overwhelming and dazzling, made with the finest ingredients by top-class Immortal Chefs, boasting impeccable efficacy. Toasts were exchanged, music played, displaying the full grandeur of a noble clan.
The patriarch of this generation of the Luo Family, Luo Tianyuan, sat at the head seat, ready to announce the start of the feast.
Luo Zijin suddenly stepped forward and whispered something.
A glint flashed through Luo Tianyuan's deep, old eyes, "Is there really such a matter?"
