Li Jingxuan pursed her lips. She knew the importance of decorum in such an event and didn't continue with any distasteful remarks.
Before long, a commotion came from the entrance.
Moving against the light, a man's tall and statuesque figure captured everyone's attention; his features were chiseled, tinged with frostiness, and every gesture exuded elegance and nobility.
Xiao Lingchen watched as Li Mochan arrived alone, his eyes darkening slightly.
"Mochan, it's truly rare to have a chance to see you. Please, have a seat," Old Master Cui said with a warm smile.
Li Mochan pulled out a chair and sat down, his demeanor indifferent.
"Lord Li, we were just talking about you and Miss Ye." Across from him, Mingchong started, sizing up Li Mochan with a scrutinizing gaze.
"Miss Ye is both smart and beautiful—you do have good taste. But why hasn't Miss Ye come with you?"
Mingchong was someone whom Li Mochan had dealt with a few times, and he found him to be a man of decent character.
