Chapter 821 - The Banque (1/2)

Chen Fan was a heavy hitter in Zhuyan City by then.

Only a few people knew he had killed the Ancestral Patriarch of the Gu family and the seniors of the Golden Crow. With the help of Old Ding, Chen Fan could act as an envoy from the headquarters of the Golden Crow. So, Zhang Dongxu certainly had to invite him.

Chen Fan was interested in attending, to learn about the banquets on Planet Tianhuang.

In the evening.

The City Lord Mansion was lit up and countless servants and maids walked among the crowd. Chen Fan arrived in a black outfit with Old Ding.

This time, not only the seniors of Zhuyan City, even the descendants of the Grotto-heavens and the main families were also present.

“Master, Zhang Dongxu came from the Xukong Sect, one of the six Grotto-heavens. His Xukong Slaughtering Art is really powerful. The young elites always treat him respectfully since he’s a disciple of a Grotto-heaven,” Old Ding mumbled.

Chen Fan glanced around and noticed.

Lin Wuhua and Gu Lingzi were on the stage. They were surrounded by silver glitter and black light, which caught everyone’s attention. The Ancestral Patriarchs of the large families, the Elders of different sects and the City Lord of Zhuyan City were next to them.

The disciples and junior members of the sects were below the stage, including the Qingyang Sect which was the closest to Zhuyan City. Chen Fan also saw Mu Hongti, Yun Yier and Zhang Lingfeng.

As for Chen Fan, he was sitting at the back where many Chamber of Commerce and senior members of smaller families were located. Even though the Golden Crow was big, it was much weaker than many families and sects.

“Senior Zhang, I guess you’ll be the one getting the treasure.”

Bai Qiuer raised the gla.s.s. Her lips were red and her eyes were glittering.

“No, no. Don’t say that, Junior Bai.” Zhang Dongxu quickly got up and finished the whole gla.s.s of wine.

Even though the two of them were at a similar level, he had cultivated for four centuries while Bai Qiuer was only forty years old. Besides, Bai Qiuer was a representative of the Yin Yang Grotto-heaven and even the Prince had to obey her.

“Hm.”

Lin Wuhua glared at Bai Qiuer. She couldn’t accept Bai Qiuer’s coquettish behavior.

Bai Qiuer didn’t mind at all and she whispered to Zhao Qingchen.

Down the stage.

Many juniors were discussing amongst each other.

“Gu Lingzi, Lin Wuhua, Bai Qiuer, Zhao Qingchen, Manggu, Chu Tianyu… These are all the most outstanding elites of the Beihan Region. They usually stay away from these events. If it weren’t for City Lord Zhang, we wouldn’t even be qualified to meet them.”

The Young Master of the Wu family heaved a sigh.

“I like Gu Lingzi. He’s powerful and fierce. He lost to Lin Wuhua only because of the Tianming Sword.”

Yun Yier pouted.

“I admire Fairy Bai more. Even the most influential people in the royal city have to respect her since she’s the representative of a Grotto-heaven, but she’s still quite easy to approach. She’s our role model.”

Zhang Lingfeng shook his head.

Only Mu Hongti sat there while seemingly lost in thought.

Then, an elegant man came up and asked with a smile, “Junior Mu, what are you thinking about?”

This man was the second heir of the Qingyang Sect and he had reached the peak stage of the Divine Sea Level. He was only half a step away from becoming a Connate Cultivator. The Sect Master of the Qingyang Sect had recruited Mu Hongti as a disciple, so she was one of them.

“Ah… Senior Hu, I just think that some people might be talented but n.o.body knows about them,” Mu Hongti hesitated and said.

“Are you talking about the Chinese Senior?” Yun Yier wondered.

“What Chinese Senior?”