This person is the strongest person in Panlong City, the Lord of Panlong City, Murong Qingming!

Next to him was a young woman with stunning looks and a cool temperament.

She was already a graceful young lady, wearing a white long dress with a corset, which highlighted the perfect curves of her slender waist.

It is the only daughter of the city lord, Murong Yingxue!

"I was delayed by something and kept you waiting for a long time." Huang Zhentian said with a smile.

"Yingxue, I haven't seen you for a while. You have become even more beautiful." Huang Xuanyu looked at his fiancée Murong Yingxue with a gentle face, and even his voice became warm.

Murong Yingxue just nodded casually without saying much, appearing indifferent.

Lu Qing'an observed from behind the crowd with a slightly strange expression.

The relationship between the pair doesn't seem to be very good.

Looking at the beautiful Murong Yingxue, Lu Qing'an shook his head slightly.

Murong Yingxue and Xu Qingying are both peerless beauties, and their looks are almost indistinguishable.

Lu Qing'an looked at Murong Yingxue's figure carefully and was almost certain that this cold-looking beauty was the masked woman he met in the abandoned cave.

"Fortunately, I woke her up in time that day, otherwise the young master of the Huang family would hate me to death." As for the flash of white that he accidentally caught a glimpse of that day, he had already forgotten about it and didn't take it seriously.

Besides, taking a look won’t cost you anything.

Lu Qing'an didn't bother to pay attention to the senior executives. He scanned the entire audience and finally saw his good brother Zhen Yongfu.

At this moment, Zhen Yongfu was also staring at him, his eyes sparkling, as if he had a thousand words to say, but he didn't dare to step forward rashly.

Zhen Yongfu was sitting among a group of Lin family's senior members. The person next to him was the Lin family's patriarch, whose cultivation had reached the tenth level of Xuanguan Realm.

"I'm glad you're okay."

Seeing that Zhen Yongfu was safe and sound and seemed to be highly valued by the Lin family, Lu Qing'an's mouth curled up slightly.

Of course, he would need to personally confirm that Zhen Yongfu was fine before he could be completely relieved.

Under the arrangement of the city lord, the senior members of the Huang family took their seats in order and sat in the VIP seats at the front.

Lu Qingan and Shouquan were placed in a remote place at the back.

"Shouquan from other families are here too. Also, the leaders from the major guilds are here too."

Lu Qing'an carefully observed the banquet square and soon saw Liu Bude, He Jingming, the president of Jubaozhai, and Gong Chuhe, the president of the Alchemist Guild.

In Panlong City, the presidents of the major guilds held an extraordinary status, so they sat in the upper guest seats and attracted everyone's attention.

After the Huang family arrived, the banquet had not yet begun. It seemed that everyone was waiting for the arrival of an important person.

Finally, after a stick of incense, an old man with white hair and beard fell from the sky.

He was wearing a gray robe, his white hair flying in the wind, a yellow wine gourd hanging around his waist, small eyes, a slightly red nose and cheeks, giving people a very kind feeling.

The person who came was none other than the elder of the Xianjian Sect, Song Yuanming!

His aura of cultivation has already surpassed the realm of emptiness and silence.

"A strong person in Liuli Realm? The fairy world is indeed full of strong people." Lu Qing'an was secretly surprised. This person's cultivation aura was majestic and shocking.

When this person arrived, all the strong men present stood up to greet him, even the presidents of several major guilds did the same, and walked forward to greet him with a smile.

"No need to be so polite, everyone. I'm just an old man who came here to drink. Just treat me as a passerby. Please take a seat." The elder of the Xianjian Sect smiled kindly.

"Master, you are joking. You are the core guest of this banquet." Murong Yingxue said with a smile.

"I don't like to be in the spotlight. Disciple, you are the protagonist today. Master, just drink quietly." Song Yuanming, an elder of the Immortal Sword Sect, shook his head and smiled, looking down nonchalantly, "I will just find a seat and sit down."

After saying that, he flew straight to a secluded seat and sat down, just like an ordinary guest.

When everyone saw this, their expressions varied.

Lu Qingan got goosebumps all over his body.

No! Just find a seat and sit anywhere. Why are you sitting behind me?

Lu Qing'an felt heavy-hearted and uneasy, but he quickly calmed down and analyzed the intentions of the drunk old man sitting right behind him.

It's not clear whether they chose him randomly or discovered his peculiarity.

This made him feel a little uneasy.

"My dear friends, there is no need to be nervous. Just treat me as your peer, just like the friend in front of me." Seeing that Xu Qingying and the others Shouquan were so frightened that their faces turned pale, Song Yuanming spoke kindly, and while speaking, he specially glanced at Lu Qingan in front of him.

When Lu Qing'an was called out, he realized that he was too calm. He quickly pretended to have just come back to his senses and said tremblingly: "Senior...Senior, you are joking..."