The three of them walked forward along the red carpet.
The crowd was lively and noisy.
Shen Ye's gaze shifted, showing a hint of reminiscence.
It all started with a fight—
His memory could never escape that hotel.
Countless bodies.
The expression on each innocent victim's face was something he could never forget.
"Anyone looking for trouble, bring it on."
Shen Ye closed his eyes briefly and then reopened them, following Qian Rushan toward the palace.
Xiao Mengyu stayed close by his side.
At the palace entrance.
A throng of people were bustling and jostling each other, taking photos to preserve the moment.
Qian Rushan took the lead and stepped forward a few paces, exchanging pleasantries with some people.
He kept Shen Ye hidden behind him, chatting with others while pulling Shen Ye inside.
Crossing the threshold, they entered the banquet hall of the day.
Distinguished men, elegant and charming ladies, and those young people brimming with dreams and ambitions.
