Long Wei walked through the aisles made by the tables toward a group of disciples who were in the Earth Immortal Realm, with one of them being a Sky Immortal. Without a moment's notice, his plate clanked against the metallic table and his robes fluttered as he sat.
The entire room released a barely audible gasp at his choice of seating.
The people he chose to sit with shifted uncomfortably, wondering what they did to earn his attention. Long Wei sat in silence and ate his food, chomping on the meat and fruit juice at a moderate pace.
Everyone kept quiet, not bothering to continue their feast, as if doing so while Long Wei ate would be tantamount to total disrespect. A group of disciples opposite them sent qi-transmissions to each other, discussing Long Wei.
"Fuck, I don't think I can get used to this shit," a godbeast with brown scales winding up his forearm transmitted to a friend sitting next to him.
