The banquet was grand, and Carson Flores remained silent.
The people at the table were chatting enthusiastically, with the focal point naturally being Nerisse Blaine. After all, her beauty and status were extraordinary, destined to attract admiration.
Carson focused on eating and drinking, his demeanor casual.
Lord Avidan Hartman made his way from table to table, toasting everyone. At each table, he lingered for a moment, exchanged a few words with everyone, and took a drink.
An hour later, Avidan Hartman arrived at Carson's table. His gaze swept around and landed on Nerisse Blaine's face. With a smile, he said, "Fairy Blaine's presence at Immortal Gathering Island truly brings glory to it."
Nerisse Blaine clasped her hands in greeting, "I've met Sect Leader Hartman!"
Avidan Hartman laughed, "I've met Sect Leader James a few times, and we always have pleasant conversations. How is he?"
Nerisse Blaine smiled, "The Sect Master is well. He also sends his regards to you, sir!"
