"Now, can I continue the discussion with everyone here?"
Chen Yuan put down the cup, lowered his head and pinched the bottom of the cup with his fingers. His gaze shifted, then he raised his eyes slightly and said.
"Unexpectedly, there are such connections, quite surprising." Jixiang Heavenly Girl's painted eyebrows and eyes glimmered, her voice carried charm, yet not losing a bit of coldness,
"Please, let's hear your intentions for inviting us here today?"
"Although I, as the Heavenly Girl, can guess a thing or two, I don't mind listening to more."
Upon these words, the gaze of the Undying King fell onto Chen Yuan, except for the White-clothed Monarch Luo Cheng on the left, who was drinking and kept his eyebrows lowered, like an old tree, completely motionless.
Chen Yuan then picked up the cup, stood up from the main seat, paced his steps, walked towards the table, his pupils condensed with gold lacquer, scanning across those seated, his voice firm and resonant,
