What's this, a sudden chill down my spine?
Wu Wang glanced at Ling Xiaolan, then at Miao Cuijiao on his other side. Although he definitely sensed a slight stir in the emotions of the male cultivators in the hall, he didn't think he was doing anything wrong. Ling Xiaolan is a good friend, and Miao Cuijiao is my subordinate. What's wrong with them sitting beside me? Is it indecent or an eyesore? If they don't like it, they can just suck it up. When Ji Mo arrives, he can sit with us too. We can all drink and chat together. Why bother with what others think?
「At this very moment, in a corner of the grand hall.」
The young master of the Ji Family, who had just arrived, glanced towards Wu Wang's group. He silently covered his face with his hand and moved to an even more secluded spot, all the while transmitting his admiration to his two accompanying aunts, "Brother Xiong is truly a paragon for our generation, a true role model!"
