The dining hall in Wushan Castle was exceptionally luxurious.
The towering ceiling was inlaid with intricate carvings. Gems of all colors sparkled brilliantly under the light of a massive Magic Crystal Lamp, exuding an air of unparalleled nobility.
Murals covered entire walls, depicting mountains and rivers, mighty Thunderbolt Wind Chasing Beasts, and gentle, adorable little animals. It was like an art gallery, adding another layer of magnificence.
A long, exquisite dining table stood in the center, set with silver cutlery and candelabras. When Ronin arrived, rows of servants on either side were already beginning to prepare the food. The wafting aroma was enough to make one's mouth water.
Ever since they left the back mountain, Lurans had reined in his friendly demeanor toward Ronin. He'd been silent the whole way, and upon entering the dining hall, he walked straight to the head of the table, a stark contrast to his chatty, jovial mood on the mountain.
