Lord Han leaned forward, his expression dark and furious as he spoke to his son seated beside him. "Tell me, Liang... Why is that Summoner still alive?"
Liang, seated at the opposite end, merely smiled. He lifted a glass of red wine, swirling the liquid within, the dark crimson hue reflecting the flickering lights above. "Patience, Father..."
"Good things always come to those who wait," Liang said, taking a leisurely sip of his wine, his gaze drifting across the hall, studying the crowd.
...
A couple of tables away from the Li family's gathering, the Zhang family sat gracefully.
The table was elegantly set with sparkling blue crystals, reflecting the soft glow of the chandeliers above.
Lady Lian Zhang stood beside her grandfather, Xian Zhang, both dressed impeccably for the occasion.
Xian wore a silver robe embroidered with dark petal patterns that clearly conveyed both power and elegance.
