Bosses

In the middle of the hall, there was an open area which was a special place for dancing.

Since the party had just begun, no one was dancing there yet, but the soft, melodious strains of music continued to reverberate in the hall.

The luxurious atmosphere and the scent of wine emanating from the hall made everyone in the hall feel as if they were in heaven on earth.

Several people gathered at the dining tables chatting about business, entertainment, and things that were new trends.

But even though they were talking about various things, Qin Tian didn't hear any of them talking about the terrorist attack on the Night-Heaven Company building.

As a cultivator who usually hid in a cave, the atmosphere like at the party definitely didn't suit him. Sometimes he felt a little uncomfortable.

Even his aunt didn't show much expression.

He wasn't sure what she thought of such a party.