The great hall was brilliantly lit. In the southwest corner stood a waist-high curtain wall that resembled cascading water veils. Behind it, graceful silhouettes shifted, their beautiful faces and elegant dispositions only faintly discernible.
On both sides of the hall, several rows of low tables were arranged in a square formation. Most were already occupied by guests, each with a unique appearance, clearly a cut above the common crowd.
A red carpet ran down the middle, exceptionally striking against the transparent, crystalline floor.
When Qin Feng walked in, he swept his gaze across the hall. Many of the Sea Race prodigies he recognized were quietly discussing their own gains, sights, and stories.
Some were even demonstrating their Divine Abilities, drawing cheers from all around.
Whenever someone took a seat, a Maid would step forward and serve them Spirit Fruits and Spirit Wine.
