Lu Xiaoyou first smelled a scent that was familiar to her, the sweetest fragrance in the world, one that signified a man with an unrivaled handsome appearance.
Beneath this fragrance, she detected another scent, a cold one, like black Mandala, dark and chilling, carrying with it a toxic allure...
"It's Lord Long..."
"My God... Long? Long Xiliang??"
"Lord Long is here?!"
"Ah!!"
The main hall of the banquet was quiet, but it couldn't withstand the low shouts of excitement from some impatient individuals.
Business tycoons were shocked, looking toward Long Xiliang with cautious awe.
Celebrities were also shocked; the man rumored to stand at the pinnacle of Beijing appeared before them.
Some lesser figures saw Long Xiliang, trembling as if they had seen the emperor himself.
