On the other hand, Ling Chuxi's table was obviously much more deserted. Ye cen frowned slightly and it was unknown what he was thinking about. Ling Chuxi and Huangfu qingjue were more curious and did not want to say anything more. The other young people were also descendants of third-rank families and felt that their status and strength were one level lower than ye cen. Although they were excited, it was not good to make a loud noise in front of him. Because Ling Chuxi and Huangfu qingjue were the last to enter, the ethereal sect's residence was not much stronger than the aristocratic sect's residence behind them, so they could not be bothered to pay attention to them.
The banquet ended in the middle of the wine. Xiao Hanshui had already prepared the guest rooms for everyone, and the guards led everyone back to their rooms.
