The birthday celebration soon reached its peak, and the Liu Clan estate transformed into a sea of joy and noise.
Lanterns swayed gently in the evening breeze, casting warm golden light across the courtyard.
Long tables were filled with dishes made from spirit beasts, fragrant herbs, and fine wine that flowed endlessly.
Laughter rose and fell like waves, blending with the clinking of cups and the lively chatter of guests.
At the center of it all sat Lin Feng.
At first, his presence had been like a mountain pressing down on everyone's hearts.
Even the elders had spoken cautiously, measuring every word, while the younger generation barely dared to breathe too loudly in his vicinity.
No one wished to offend a man who could, with a single move, overturn their entire clan.
But Lin Feng never displayed even a trace of arrogance.
When someone spoke to him, he listened. When someone toasted him, he returned the gesture.
