Afraid of being discovered, Li Chengliao quickly moved away. A white mist gradually descended on the banquet, muffling all conversation. Only once he reached the far end did he cautiously look back.0

He saw the white mist slowly enveloping everything. He accidentally locked eyes with the youth’s arrogant, venomous gaze through a gap in the clouds. The carefree youth was idly stirring a few spirit fruits with a pair of jade chopsticks.0

Li Chengliao’s heart skipped a beat. Fortunately, the youth didn’t seem to notice him; he was merely lost in thought, his lips moving slightly, his expression sharp, before soon looking away.1

As the mist thickened, Li Chengliao moved toward the banquet seats. That piercing gaze was still vivid in his mind, leaving a chaotic mix of emotions in his heart.0

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