The group had barely begun their walk toward the elevated head table when a sudden, sharp clarity pierced the ambient noise of the hall. The herald's voice, amplified by spiritual energy, cut through the murmurs with practiced formality.
"Announcing the arrival of Matriarch Meng Yan of the Jin Clan!"
The atmosphere in the room shifted again, the air growing heavy with a different kind of authority. Entering the hall was a woman who embodied mature, intoxicating power.
Meng Yan strode in, her emerald hair cascading like a silken waterfall over her shoulders, contrasting beautifully with her hazel eyes that seemed to spark with a predatory intelligence.
Her robes were a deep red, clinging to her voluptuous curves in a way that spoke of a woman who was perfectly aware of her allure and the power she wielded as the head of the Jin Clan.
City Lord Wu Shan's eyes brightened with genuine recognition. He paused his walk with Shen Yu, turning to greet the newcomer.
