In the courtyard of the Tang family household, a young man in flowing white with handsome features and an extraordinary aura had now become the center of attention.
"Young Master Donghuang, Lady Zixi, please." The Tang family chief, Tang Liunian, bowed courteously as he led the two of them to the eastern side of the courtyard where the grand banquet table was. As everybody watched on, Tang Liunian invited the young man to the main seat at the table.
That was a seat that even the three elders from the top tycoon families of the city had never sat at before. Seeing this, many of those from the grand families or tycoon families could not help but gasp, "Even the Chu royal family would not receive such treatment."
At that same time, at another round table in the western side of the courtyard, a plump, middle-aged man in a gown smiled at another man at the table and said, "Chief Yang, your family has really produced a phoenix…"
