The banquet hall, with a ceiling nearly twelve meters high, reminiscent of the towering dome of a cathedral, suddenly felt stifling.
The originally vast space seemed to become narrow and confined, the flowing atmosphere like a rushing stream, cresting waves clashing and splashing all around.
The unexpected incident made many people feel uncomfortable, their bodies pressed, their breathing unconsciously quickening.
Fortunately, the ever-present domain of the Tai Monarch alleviated and dispelled the boiling aura emanating from the bodies.
"As the saying goes, there's no top in literature, and no second in martial arts!"
"All are young talents and geniuses, none accepting to be inferior!"
"Fine, with stars gathered like clouds, let's see whose brilliance overshadows the rest..."
The crowd, regaining their pleasant mood, either holding their wine glasses or standing in place, watched with keen interest.
Tonight, they were mere foils, not the main characters.
