Although this pair of rings is made only of gold and red coral, the craftsmanship is very meticulous.
Especially the filigree carvings with hollowed edges, reminiscent of ancient court artistry.
The more Gu Xinzhou looked at them, the more he liked them, his lips curving into a smile, "The craftsmanship fee for these rings must be quite high, I'm not sure of their meaning, but, they do look quite nice when worn."
The crowd had already dispersed, some began to dance, others held champagne or red wine, mingling amidst the social interactions.
Song Zhen lifted his gaze around the venue, the place was a riot of colors, dazzling to the eyes, making it impossible to spot the Island Master.
Underneath the mask, his clear and profound pupils showed a trace of slight irritation, his handsome large hand tightly holding his wife's small one, as Song Zhen wished to quickly move through the crowd in search of his target.
