Chapter 1151 - 831: The Star Lord’s Banquet

Chapter 1151: Chapter 831: The Star Lord’s Banquet

The banquet hall was resplendent, with a high dome where a massive crystal chandelier poured down brilliant light, illuminating every corner luxuriously and enigmatically.

The walls were inlaid with golden reliefs, long tables were laden with delicacies and fine wine, and the air was filled with the interwoven scents of champagne and perfume.

The guests were dressed in haute couture, wearing a variety of masks, clinking glasses and chatting under the lights.

Among these guests, some appeared no different from ordinary people, without any beastification traits, while others displayed obvious beastification features, such as animal ears, tails, horns, or tail fins. Some even had mechanical joints exposed on their arms, resembling specially modified cyborgs.

The only similarity was that they all wore various kinds of masks on their faces.

It was clear that this was a masquerade ball.

A masked revelry, beneath the masks.

Nobody knew each other’s true faces.

In a corner, a woman sat quietly alone.

She wore a black mask adorned with exquisite lace, with two small cat ears styled on top, and a black feather embellishment by one ear, making her face appear even fairer and more jade-like. Her nose was high and delicate, her lips red like flowers, suggesting a stunning beauty lay beneath the mask.

Her long black hair was simply tied up, with strands of hair falling to her ears, revealing a slender neckline.

A simple black dress outlined her shapely figure, with almost no unnecessary adornment, yet exuding inexplicable elegance, mystery, and sensuality.

She sat modestly in the corner sipping her drink, yet seemed to emit her own light, drawing frequent glances from nearby guests.

[Host, are you sure this is okay? You got Shu Kui drunk and secretly came here; he’ll definitely be angry when he wakes up!]

Shen Tang took a sip of her drink and said helplessly, "There’s no choice, he wouldn’t let me come, so I had to take the lesser evil."

[Sigh, Host, you’ve really sown a lot of romantic trouble!] the system sighed.

This story started a few months ago, after Shen Tang and Shu Kui left the Blood Clan’s ancestral land and began searching for traces of spatial fragments, but unfortunately always came up empty-handed. Continuing to search seemed pointless.

Shen Tang wasn’t foolish; she naturally realized that Shu Kui was probably just comforting her with his words. So much time had passed, and she was too worried about Xiao Jin and the others to continue waiting aimlessly, thus deciding to take a risky approach.

She suddenly remembered obtaining an invitation card after successfully defeating Shen Qingli, which seemed to be a reward from the Main System for the victor.

She wanted to meet this Main System.

As the saying goes, you can’t catch a wolf without sacrificing the child; she wanted to ask the Main System what exactly it intended, and if possible, even propose a deal.

This was the only way out at the moment.

She had to take a risk and come here.

By tearing up that invitation, she was teleported to this banquet.

"Little sister, care for a drink?"

A young woman wearing an exquisite platinum mask approached gracefully, holding a glass.

Her mask was edged with lace beads, with butterfly decoration by the ear, wearing a gold gown paired with a white cape, and a dazzling diamond necklace around her neck, elegant and magnificent like a swan.

Shen Tang didn’t know her, but from the surrounding chatter, she understood roughly who this woman was.

Her name was Zhang Fei, also bound to a strategy system, a famous star player in the system circle, charming and vastly popular.

Several young men circled Zhang Fei, clearly her admirers, their hot gazes on her, all wishing to invite her as their dance partner.

One tall and handsome man’s gaze, however, was on Shen Tang, with curiosity and interest, having tried to strike a conversation once, but was regrettably refused.

This man was Zhang Fei’s spotted prey, originally chosen as her dance partner, but unexpectedly he went to invite Shen Tang instead, which greatly displeased her, prompting her to deliberately seek trouble.

Shen Tang perceived the woman’s hidden hostility and politely declined, "No, my drinking tolerance isn’t good."

Zhang Fei persisted playfully, "Hehe~ When I was your age, I was just as young and naive."

Her critical gaze swept over Shen Tang’s attire, her tone laced with sarcasm, "Your outfit is indeed distinctive, but in such a setting, dressing too ordinary may get you looked down upon."