Illusion?
As the laughter echoed, the business agent of the Taiyi Ring at the foremost seat looked slightly grave. His chest warmed, and a pendant shimmered with a red glow.
Instantly, his expression became serious, and he abruptly stood up.
Old Lin, who was dozing beside him, had already snapped his eyes open; his gaze was sharp as a knife, sweeping across the entire venue.
There was no anomaly.
Only the lights flickered.
In an instant, and then another, it was as if a mischievous child was playing with the switch, flickering continuously, disrupting the lively atmosphere of the banquet hall.
Just as everyone raised their eyes slightly in confusion, peculiar sounds rang in their ears.
Like the laughter of a child.
Also akin to the chirping of a certain beast, so excited.
In the next instant of flickering lights, coldness spread.
A shrine appeared out of thin air in the center of the stage of the banquet hall, under the gaze of everyone…
