Yu Wenye softly asked, "Where did you go?"
Shen Wuzheng leaned down, about to say something, but seeing many people around staring this way, even Yu Wenqian's often indifferent eyes now appeared deep, with a hint of a smile, intentionally or unintentionally sweeping over here.
Shen Wuzheng said, "Nothing much, just chatted with people over there for a bit."
Yu Wenye glanced at him and said nothing more.
The atmosphere in the hall was very lively, albeit forced by His Majesty the Emperor, everyone did their utmost to squeeze out smiles, telling harmless jokes. As time passed, the shadow cast by the sun slowly tilted, elongated, and gradually faded, merging with the dimming surroundings.
Finally, it was almost 7 PM.
