The children chatted recklessly, and the adults from the ancient families and modern families ultimately did not engage in conversation together. There were people from modern families attempting to get close to those from ancient families, but unfortunately, they were not interested.
Nie Yunsheng stood at the edge of the venue, not actively communicating with anyone nor mingling among the crowd like at an upper-class social event. He seemed detached from everyone else, even though he was the host of the banquet, as if it was none of his concern.
The ancient families were not surprised by this, but the modern families found it quite peculiar.
Nie Kaihuan stood beside him, quietly observing. When his gaze swept over Luo Yirui, he paused for a moment, thinking this child seemed familiar, but he couldn't recall where they might have met before.
