From a social gathering filled with whispers, subtle confrontations, and probing glances....
To a formal event, structured, controlled, and ready to begin.
At the front, the hosts took their positions behind the low stage, exchanging brief nods with one another as they prepared for the opening address.
Shuyin lifted her gaze once more, almost instinctively, toward the upper level.
Even now....
She could still feel it.
That quiet, unwavering attention.
Without looking directly this time, she picked up her teacup. Her movements were smooth and unhurried.
Composed on the surface.
But fully aware.
Above, Lu Yuze remained exactly where he had been standing, his gaze lowered toward the hall below. He watched as the event finally began to take shape.
Everything was now in place.
And the real performance....
Was just starting.
The host stepped forward once the room had fully settled. Her presence was polished, her smile warm but calculated.
