Boston, The Ritz-Carlton Hotel
Chu Liyue, dressed in a bright red women's suit, led Xiao Wujie, dressed in a burgundy suit, out of the car.
The two exchanged a silent glance, then walked hand in hand into the magnificent hotel.
The banquet was held in the banquet hall on the sixth floor, which was magnificent and extremely luxurious.
When Chu Liyue and Xiao Wujie arrived, a number of people had already gathered in the hall, chatting in twos and threes.
Their striking good looks instantly drew everyone's attention the moment they appeared.
Wherever he went, he sparked a hushed, enthusiastic discussion.
Ignoring the gazes of those present, Chu Liyue led Xiao Wujie directly to a sofa and sat down.
Xiao Wujie nestled gently in Chu Liyue's arms, his gaze sweeping over the well-dressed, chatting and laughing guests on the stage, and he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
"Sister, aren't they saying that more than half of the God members are crazy? They all look pretty normal."
Taking his cold hand and warming it for him, Chu Liyue couldn't help but shake her head and chuckle.
"People have multiple faces; their behavior in public and in private may not be the same."
"Those who are invited to such public occasions are usually celebrities who hold multiple identities and have a considerable status in the secular world."
Xiao Wujie asked curiously, "Are the other three like that too?"
Chu Liyue's expression turned slightly serious upon hearing this, and she replied, "The three chairmen are different from this one. They are extremely mysterious and should be considered taboo and confidential figures in the secular world."
"Let alone their origins, very few people have even seen their faces."
Xiao Wujie couldn't help but smile. "Then I'm quite honored to be able to see the true faces of the two chairmen at once."
Chu Liyue remained noncommittal upon hearing this, wrapping one arm around his waist, crossing her long legs, sitting with an elegant and noble posture, her eyes filled with an arrogant and domineering air that looked down upon the world.
"There's nothing to be proud of; status and position are just fleeting illusions created by outsiders."
"Born with pride and noble character, never looking down on others or belittling oneself, the so-called high and low status are just fleeting clouds."
"They have extraordinary abilities, and we also have our strengths. We can hear thunder in silence and see the extraordinary in the ordinary. We can laugh at the hustle and bustle of the world and walk alone between heaven and earth."
His tone was cold and his words were firm and resolute.
Her bright red dress, like frost-covered forest, accentuated her snow-white skin, making her a beauty that could topple empires.
His deep, cold eyes reflected the dazzling lights, yet beneath them lay a vast, calm lake, undisturbed by any disturbance.
Xiao Wujie's eyes were glazed over as he stared at her intently.
He absolutely adored her aloof, cold, and unparalleled elegance.
What he loved even more was that she was arrogant and disdainful of everyone else, yet she only had eyes for him.
He reached out and cupped her stunningly beautiful face in his hands, gazing at her with a soft, dreamy look.
The magnificent lights became an embellishment in her eyes, and all her gaze was focused on him alone. The corners of her pale lips couldn't help but curve slightly.
His handsome and charming face approached, his eyes slightly closed, and he gently kissed her luscious red lips. Then he reached out and wrapped his arms around her neck, burying his face in her neck and rubbing it against her.
"Yes, sister is right. I like and love sister so much."
Chu Liyue held his cool, delicate hand with one hand, enjoying playing with it, while gently and softly kneading his waist with the other.
Like a cold and aloof empress, she dotes on her beloved darling, her eyes brimming with joy, and her deep, captivating gaze shimmering with warmth and laughter.
The little one's infatuated look is quite cute.
She likes it very much, and the more the better.
Just then, a commotion suddenly arose in the distance, and a group of well-dressed bodyguards in black escorted two figures as they slowly entered the banquet hall.
On the left is an elderly man in a Zhongshan suit. His face is stern and his hair and beard are all white. Although his steps are slow, he exudes an aura of authority that commands respect.
The person on the right immediately caught Xiao Wujie's attention upon appearing.
She was an old woman with a head full of white hair, yet it did not diminish the exquisiteness of her face. Although time had left its mark on her face, one could still glimpse her former glory.
Her black tulle dress swayed gently, highlighting her slightly pale skin, making her look like a ghost in the night sky.
With upturned eyes and a smiling face, he resembled a vampire count from a movie, exuding an aura that was both captivating and unsettling.
Looking at the old woman who was slowly walking towards him, holding up her skirt, Xiao Wujie's gaze was deep and solemn.
He knew that the old woman must be Aisie Hall, the most mysterious and enigmatic of God's three chairmen.
No one had ever given him the same sense of danger as the person before him. He could tell that this Aisie Hall was not only a diviner, but also possessed terrifying skill in supernatural arts.
This person gave him an unusually sinister and terrifying feeling.
Everyone present looked at the two with respect and reverence.
Many people who had already sat down would unconsciously stand up and bow to the two people walking side by side.
Chairman Qian Shan, dressed in a Zhongshan suit, remained calm and occasionally nodded slightly in response.
Wearing a black tulle gown, Aisie Hall, with her strange and effeminate demeanor, always wore a faint smile.
The smile was neither warm nor friendly, inspiring both fear and an irresistible urge to approach; a mixture of mystery and gloom created an unfathomable and eerie feeling.
Amidst the awe and reverence of everyone present, the two slowly walked to the center of the hall, stopped, and turned to look at the crowd.
Chairman Qianshan, with his aged and dignified face, simply leaned on his cane, seemingly having no intention of speaking.
Aisie Hall, with the air of a vampire count, gracefully stepped forward, his enigmatic gaze sweeping across the room, instantly sending a chill down everyone's spine and inexplicably terrifying aura through them.
"Welcome to all members present. Today's banquet is just a warm-up for the discussion in four days, allowing everyone to exchange ideas and get to know each other."
"Have a good meal and enjoy your time. I also wish the upcoming exchange meeting a complete success."
As her soft, gentle voice fell, the audience erupted in thunderous applause.
Subsequently, the crowd that had surrounded them wisely dispersed on their own.
Chairman Qianshan, who had remained silent all along, raised his eyes to look at the enigmatic and alluring Aisie Hall beside him, his voice low and indifferent:
“Aishie Hall, as I have said before, I am getting old and do not wish to get involved in these tedious matters.”
"You summoned me here under the pretext that there was a problem with the No. 1 reagent sample. After getting off the plane, you didn't mention the No. 1 reagent at all, but instead led me here. What is your intention?"
Hearing his slightly irritated words, Aisie Hall simply smiled effeminately, "Chairman Qianshan, don't be impatient."
"The first reagent host I mentioned before has been invited here by me."
"I would appreciate it if Chairman Qianshan could take a blood sample with him and inform me of the results after the examination."
Chairman Qianshan's expression remained indifferent, with a hint of impatience in his brows. "Then lead the way."
Aisie Hall chuckled softly, then suddenly turned her gaze to Xiao Wujie and Chu Liyue sitting in the corner.
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