Shen Xuan stood tall like a javelin, hard as iron, completely still.
After Zeng Yuyuan finished her drink, he smiled and downed his cup too.
"Hao Ming is new here and doesn't understand many things. Please, Sister Zeng, take care of me in the future."
"Rest assured, Brother Shen, whatever you need, you can come to Yuyuan, and I will do my utmost."
Zeng Yuyuan said, patting her chest.
At this moment, a gloomy gaze swept over.
Zeng Yuyuan seemed to realize something and turned to look.
It was her visibly displeased great-grandfather, Ming Shen True Master.
In his eyes, there seemed to be a hint of warning.
Zeng Yuyuan was startled, sobering up a bit.
Shen Xuan smiled and said, "Alright, I'm already a bit tipsy. Fellow seniors and juniors, let's stop here; no need to offer any more drinks."
The atmosphere of the banquet began to turn somber.
Just then, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in a fiery red dress rushed in from outside.
