"Sigh, Brother Chu, let's just go. What's the point of this lousy party?" Sun Xiaomi was bored to death, stirring the ice cubes in her glass with a straw while frowning and complaining.
"Yeah, Brother Chu, I'm also feeling quite sleepy and want to go to bed early," Yan Zimo yawned.
"Let's wait until Liang Chaoqun has finished networking, then we'll all leave together." Chu Nan also felt it was dull. He had come solely to gauge the overall strength of the martial artists, which he had already observed at the auction, so there was no need to stay any longer.
At this moment, Liang Chaoqun returned with a flush of excitement on his face, accompanied by the Cui Family's eldest young master, Cui Hantian. The two appeared to be conversing intimately, but Cui Hantian's gaze kept darting over to Sun Xiaomi, clearly focusing his attention on her.