As the luxurious party went on, two majestic figures observed the whole scenery from a secluded room. The room was not visible from the ballroom but all the activities going on didn't go unnoticed by them.
One of them in a black tuxedo, quietly leaned against a chair with legs crossed and a glass of red wine in his hands. His silver glowing hair was gelled backward and it gave him a deadly aura as he threw empty gazes across the ballroom with those piercing silver cold and snowy eyes.
He seemed exhausted with the two top buttons of his shirt left undone. Despite the feeling of tiredness, he couldn't look any less intimidating. He exuded a deadly vibe despite his young age and there was no hint of immaturity in his expressions.
"Adrian she's here," the other figure with a polar opposite expression to the ice god announced. He walked towards the table and sat in a chair opposite the young god-like figure.
