The time was almost up. Yang Yu exchanged a greeting with Chilom, changed into formal attire in the dressing room, and headed to the venue.
Nobles and wealthy merchants started to enter successively.
The sun gradually set, casting a gentle orange hue over the banquet.
With some time left before the banquet began, the merchants and nobles who had arrived early engaged in conversation, and if they happened to get along well, they were seated together by the maids.
Adjusting his tie and dressed in a suit, Yang Yu stepped into the hall.
Upon his entrance, he immediately became the center of attention.
Many people approached to chat, eager to acquaint themselves with this promising young man.
However, many also remained indifferent, mostly letting out a cold snort, still holding grudges over Yang Yu's actions.
At least in the short term, it was difficult to change their prejudice against Yang Yu.
