Meanwhile, Cu Chulainn was merely keeping his head down, drinking, oblivious to everything unfolding around him.
As for Jiang Lu, he sported an awkward yet polite smile, incessantly urging the Princess of Connacht to consider the impression she was making.
"Consider the impression? What impression?"
Heavy Cannon turned and asked Ghostface Fox.
"How should I know?" Ghostface Fox gritted his teeth: "Don't tell me you actually guessed right?"
Heavy Cannon was taken aback: "No... surely not... It was just a wild guess."
Just as Ghostface Fox was about to say something, the host of the banquet—Queen Maeve—began her introductory remarks.
"Welcome everyone to my engagement party."
"Whose engagement party?" Heavy Cannon was once again perplexed.
"I already told you I don't know! Wait a minute, could it be…"
The guests at the event were equally puzzled.
"Isn't this supposed to be Cu Chulainn and the Princess' engagement party... why..."
