Wang Hao and his team came to a moonlit lake, which had been surrounded by a group of young, vigorous people.
Most of them were wearing vintage clothes like the people in ancient times, but some of the men were wearing modern suits too.
Wang Hao and his team had also put on vintage clothes. With folding fans in their hands, they did look charming.
"Wang Hao, don't mess things up." Le Xuan pulled Wang Hao's arm and whispered in his ear.
"What are you scared of?" Wang Hao shook his head. "We're not from the Glorious Sky Federation. What can they do even if we mess things up?"
Le Xuan almost wanted to slap him in the face. She was only anxious because Wang Hao was copying her appearance and her reputation was at stake.
Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao looked around in fascination. They wouldn't have a choice to take part in such a party at all if they hadn't acknowledged Wang Hao as their boss.
