Just as they were about to step into the banquet hall, Du Xixi held onto Ke Lian's strong arm. Her nervousness magically disappeared with every step, and Du Xixi's lips once again lifted into a confident and poised smile.
"Miss Xixi! Marshal Ke Lian! Arrived!" The not-so-sharp announcement resonated throughout the banquet hall, drawing everyone's gaze to the entrance, to those two people who seemed to gather all the light.
What first met the eyes was deep purple; a handsome couple dressed in regal deep purple, their expressions indifferent yet courteous, with every move full of etiquette, occasionally nodding and acknowledging the crowd they passed, leaving no room for error.
"Madam! Sir!" The enthusiastic greeting unmistakably came from the Iron-eating Beast, someone whom both Du Xixi and Ke Lian were very familiar with. Covered in thick fur that seemed to have been meticulously cleaned, he appeared today without the two clingy Iron-eating Beast cubs seen the last time they met.
