After Erin Janus and Sylvan Cheney left, there were still endless sounds of praise behind them.
"President Janus, you really have an eye for talent, choosing such an outstanding son-in-law."
"These two kids are truly a perfect match. President Janus, you're lucky to have such a beautiful daughter and a capable son-in-law."
Kieran Janus's deep voice came through: "Not at all, not at all, everyone overrates them. My daughter chose her fiancé herself, as long as she likes him, it's fine."
"Yes, yes, as elders, we only need to give our blessings. Besides, Miss Janus truly has a keen eye, much better than my spoiled daughter's. The more I see my son-in-law, the more unsatisfactory he seems—lazy and unmotivated."
The crowd burst out laughing.
Led by Erin Janus, Sylvan Cheney met several elders and company directors, as well as presidents.
He wasn't averse to unfamiliar crowds, nor did he dislike socializing, but such a birthday atmosphere made him feel somewhat uncomfortable inside.
