It was an open-air banquet set at a corridor pavilion beside the lake. The corridor pavilion extended from the side all the way to the middle of the lake, and its floor was made of transparent glass. One could see the lake underneath clearly and could occasionally see one or two crimson-red koi swimming past. Wind chimes hung at the corners of the modillions around the structure. When the wind blew across the lake and brushed the chimes, the fragmented yet clean and clear noise was rather enchanting.
Long tables throughout the corridor pavilion held various red wines and mouth-watering dishes from one end to the other. The servants were moving around, ushering the guests to their respective seats.
"This banquet is so boring. Brother White, why don't we sit together? It's easier to pass the time that way," Rong Ming said with a smile.
Xu Jia's heart skipped a beat. She couldn't figure out why Rong Ming was especially interested in the White Commander.
