Chapter 130 The Banquet
Ji Pucun's small building is still easy to find, but this time, the foxtail grass in the garden next to the building has changed color.
Looking into the distance, it's a sea of red.
Yan Shi only realized it was foxtail grass in bloom when he got closer.
The originally green ears of grain are now adorned with clusters of small red flowers, making them a truly stunning sight from a distance.
The window on the second floor of the small building was still open, but there was no one in front of it.
Is Ji Pu not present?
As Yan Shi walked past the garden, he couldn't resist reaching over the railing to gently touch some of the flower spikes; it was real.
Perhaps because Ji Pucun was not present, the door to the small building did not open on its own, but remained tightly closed.
Yan Shi pushed open the door.
Music and hushed conversations poured out from inside the door.
Inside was a magnificent banquet hall.
Above, a huge crystal chandelier casts a dazzling light. The surrounding walls are adorned with massive, gold-framed oil paintings, all depicting figures in rich, vibrant colors, rendered with lifelike detail. The hall's ceiling is a dome, carved with intricate murals. On either side, enormous arched windows let in moonlight, and curtains made of heavy silk, with deep red and gold tassels cascading down the edges, hanging softly like waves.
In the center of the banquet hall stood a long banquet table. Covered with a silk tablecloth, the tableware with pure gold rims and the wine glasses inlaid with gemstones were neatly arranged.
The guests were all dressed in elaborate formal attire, gathering in twos and threes, chatting quietly.
Yan Shi stared blankly at the door beside him, which had somehow been transformed from a simple wooden door into a tall, gold-plated gate.
As the door opened, the guests near it stopped talking and looked towards the entrance.
Yan Shi: ...?
She took a step back.
A waiter in a black tuxedo immediately approached from the doorway and bowed respectfully: "It is our fault for making you push the door open yourself. Madam, would you please show me your invitation?"
Yan Shi's mind slowly stopped thinking.
Who is she? Where is she? What is she going to do?
She doesn't need any invitations now; what she needs is a way to leave this place seamlessly.
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No, where does Ji Pucun's small building lead?
Yan Shi glanced around at herself; it was an unfamiliar garden. She finally accepted that she was no longer in Ji Pucun's small building, or even in Zhanzhou; she must have entered the Otherworld.
Because it got dark very quickly.
The undead halberd she held in her frozen hand emanated a chill. Yan Shi gritted her teeth and slowly spoke: "My surname is Yan. This face of mine should be the best invitation."
Since it's the other world, with so many guests, surely someone must recognize her...
Moreover, Ji Pucun had no reason to hang any teleportation array on the door of his small building!
The waiter at the door looked somewhat embarrassed and hesitated before saying, "Madam, please wait a moment while I go and ask the master."
Yan Shi nodded. She was wondering, was Ji Pucun in the banquet hall?
So, is she going in to find Ji Pucun, or will she come back another day?
Before Yan Shi could reach a conclusion, a clear, cold female voice suddenly came from in front of her: "No need to ask for instructions."
Yan Shi looked up and saw a strange woman.
The woman had long, thick black hair, tied in a bun with a long ribbon and hanging down her right shoulder. She wore a long brocade robe, which shimmered delicately under the lamplight. The front was loosely fastened with a jade button, and the hem almost dragged on the ground, making a soft rustling sound as she walked on the carpet.
"Ms. Yanlan's face is indeed the best invitation."
The waiter respectfully greeted, "Master Yu."
Head of the Yu family?
She had previously called the head of the Yu family to complain about Yu Junxun's work attitude.
Is this the real person?
Yu Xuewen bowed slightly: "Ms. Yanlan, greetings. I am Yu Xuewen."
Yan Shi: "...Hello."
Yu Xue asked, "I had only heard rumors before, but seeing you in person, Ms. Yanlan really does look a lot like Director Yan."
They're all her, how could they not look alike?
Yan Shi secretly complained.
She still hasn't figured out the key point of being recognized by everyone.
The waiter beside them had left silently as soon as Yan Shi and Yu Xuewen began their conversation.
Yan Shi's gaze swept over the guests in the banquet hall.
This banquet was quite interesting. Although all the guests were dressed in formal attire, the differences were quite obvious.
Some, like Yu Xuewen, wore brocade robes, clearly from the territory of the Eastern human race; others wore velvet suits with gorgeous embroidery and gemstone decorations on the collar and cuffs, clearly from the territory of the Western human race.
A large human family gathered together for a banquet, which seemed quite unusual.
Yan Shi spoke softly, "Patriarch Yu, what kind of banquet is this? Why wasn't my sister invited?"
The Bureau of Alien Affairs is an important organization in the underworld, so how could Yan Shi, as its director, not know about this banquet?
The necromantic halberd she held gradually corroded the already poorly crafted ice layer, and a chill seeped out from it.
Yu Xue asked, her gaze lingering on Yan Shi's fingertips: "I am not the organizer of the banquet; I was merely invited."
“Ms. Yanlan, the Yu family will not participate in territorial disputes.”
Yan Shi: "Then why are you standing here?"
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