The banquet in the mansion slowly drew its curtains, with soothing music rising in the spacious courtyard that temporarily served as a dance floor with many men and women dancing together.
Song Wuliang's eyes sparkled as he stared at Bai Jingjing, his mouth hanging open, nearly drooling.
"Sorry, I already have a dance partner," Bai Jingjing moved to Fang Yi's side.
Song Wuliang instantly shot a murderous glance at Fang Yi.
Fang Yi smiled slightly, saying, "I believe with your handsome looks, you'll definitely find a dance partner as beautiful as a flower."
"Even if she's as beautiful as a flower, she's not as gorgeous as Alliance Hierarch Bai," Song Wuliang sighed, touched his chin, then muttered to himself, "But you're right, with my looks, I can definitely find a beauty, oh..."
Suddenly, Song Wuliang's eyes lit up like a hungry wolf and turned toward the person behind Fang Yi.
