"Villa Lord, it seems like Zhilan has thought too much. I was too thick-skinned and wanted an invitation for my friend. I apologize, farewell," Zhen Zhilan calmly spoke.
After that, she immediately turned and left the banquet.
"Miss Zhen, you misunderstood. I didn't do anything!" Even if Zhen Zhilan wanted a hundred invitation cards, he would be willing to give them.
After all, it was very rare for Zhen Zhilan to attend a banquet organized by an outsider. By coming once, it would already mean she was giving them a lot of face.
"Miss Zhen, please listen to me…"
"Miss Zhen, you…"
He wanted to make her stay, yet he didn't dare to use force and could only watch as Zhen Zhilan walked away without even turning her head back.
The villa owner slapped his thigh and sighed.
How many years had it been since an opportunity for him to form a closer connection with the Shrine appeared? And it was going to be destroyed just like that.
