Unlike the solemn and orderly queues outside, the castle was far more joyful inside. The resplendent chandelier lit the hall like daylight, and the Italian style, unique in its grandeur, had details modified by the hosts that, while distinguished, also appeared vivacious and pleasant. It likely had something to do with Tang Vito's personality.
At this moment, men and women from Italy's high society were gathered together, their attire and serving staff, as well as the distinct styles and features of both genders' demeanor and appearance, were particularly striking.
"Welcome to both of you, the ball has now officially begun," Tang Vito's voice came from behind, breaking the silence within the room.
As with Huo Siyu's entrance each time, the room fell instantly silent, all eyes converging on the two people. They looked on with longing and awe, especially the women, whose gazes towards Huo Siyu were even more fervent.
