"Wow, such big chairs and tables, how big must the Treasure Fish be?"
"Don't run around."
Liang Qu grabbed the Third Prince who had darted out, pulled him back, and tied him to his wrist, pressing his thumb on its head, crisscrossing the tail, tying a knot.
He looked around.
Unlike the emptiness during the homage, the vast Cloud Heaven Hall was filled with jade-white tables and chairs, velvet draped down, and Cloud Giants of varying sizes moved among them quietly, standing still, with white mist enveloping their lower legs, resembling the Heavenly Palace in Journey to the West, except it wasn't dry ice but some unique aromatic substance, moist yet not wet.
Meals weren't on a large family table but rather a more traditional human aristocratic separate dining system, with the main seat in the center, flanked on both sides.
Everyone had an exclusive seat, clearly ordered by rank because, due to some Demon Kings' massive bodies, some tables and chairs were extraordinarily huge.
