Xiong De had no choice but to add one more seat and join the group. Sitting on these group of tables clustered around Xiong Zhi were all the ultimate powerhouses he had painstakingly invited.
He could not really tell them to disperse and return to their proper seats. He would sound disrespectful if he did so, and would likely offend the parties. He just sincerely hoped that his daughter would not notice Xiong Zhi.
Although that was an impossible wish, since Xiong Zhi was in a very prominent position, shining beautifully in her silvery dress.
The lights dimmed as the faint background music prepared for Xiong Wuyue's entrance began to reverberate within the walls of the huge hall. Under the spotlight, the birthday celebrant began walking down the stairs from above into the hall.
Xiong Zhi watched intently as the orchestra began to play.
