“Tail left before we got off the bus, so you can still make it to the Li Hotel if you want.” Mimi suddenly turned to Wang Yao before getting out of the car.
“There’s no problem with the Li Hotel.” Wang Yao said seriously to Mimi.
Mimi nodded without saying anything more. After getting out of the car, he led a group of monks on a short walk in the underground parking garage. They passed an open graffiti gate covered with pictures of various kinds of food. Outside the gate was a wide four-lane road.
The surrounding white light source was still dim, but diagonally opposite the garage was an opaque carved glass door decorated with neon lights that was extremely eye-catching. The words "Independent Banquet Hall" were written on the top of the door, and two mice dressed in cheongsams and with painted eyebrows and eyes stood in front of the door.
Panting heavily, Mimi, surrounded by a group of monks, crossed the road and headed towards the gate. Just then, the gate opposite suddenly opened a crack, and the nimble-looking Mihu emerged. Seeing Mimi and her group, he hurriedly ran to greet them.
"Why didn't you take the proper route? If you walk all this way, you'll lose control of your eating habits again," Mihu complained as he helped Mimi up.
"The secret manual is left at the Li Hotel. I asked the Matchmaker to go there, but he always refused. I was afraid he would change his mind halfway through, so I chose to come in from the side road, which would make it easier to arrange for him to leave in time. But it didn't work out at all," Mimi muttered as she explained.
Wang Yao shrugged, thinking to himself that there were probably many more things that would displease you tonight than just this one.
Mihu didn't say much after hearing Mimi's words, but led everyone to the private banquet hall. Pushing open the heavy glass door, they entered a brightly lit hall. What surprised Wang Yao was not the size of the banquet hall, but the ceiling adorned with luxurious chandeliers.
The entire area was transparent, allowing you to see the clear lake water. Under the lights, colorful fish swam around on the ceiling of the banquet hall. Some of the larger fish were as big as half the size of the banquet hall. Watching them swim by so leisurely was mesmerizing.
At this moment, a Shu ethnic waiter came over and opened the door to the independent banquet hall, and began to lay a red carpet in front of the door. Before long, the main road in front of the banquet hall and the area of nearly 100 meters on both sides were completely covered with the carpet. Then, a welcoming table was set up in front of the door.
Wang Yao saw a monk holding a notebook run to the back of the reception desk and stand there dumbly.
Inside the banquet hall, the gaudily dressed rats began serving pre-meal fruits, drinks, and alcohol. Wang Yao noticed that the format of this Shu ethnic banquet hall was quite different from that of the human realm and the immortal realm; here, seating was arranged according to the individual serving style.
Divided by the center of the banquet hall, there is a five- or six-meter-wide aisle on both sides, with tables resembling coffee tables arranged one after another, about seventy or eighty on each side. Each table is relatively independent, with a considerable amount of space around it, and they are not connected together.
At the end of the north aisle of the banquet hall, there is a high platform, which is probably the main seat of the banquet hall. Three dining tables are placed side by side on the platform, facing the main entrance of the banquet hall.
When Wang Yao saw Mimi sit down behind the table on the right of the three dining tables, he couldn't help but wonder if Mimi wasn't the main person in charge of this dinner party.
After settling Mimi in, Mimi led Wang Yao to an inconspicuous dining table in the last corner of the west side and they sat down.
"I'm sorry, but I need to conceal my identity as an immortal, so I can only ask you to make do with the entourage seat," Mi Hu apologized to Wang Yao.
"It's alright, it's alright, this is fine." Wang Yao was indeed satisfied with his position; it was neither inconspicuous nor lacked a good view of the entire banquet hall, making it extremely convenient.
"In another hour, when all the guests have arrived and the food is served, the Netherworld Ghosts can start their work," Mihu whispered a reminder.
Wang Yao nodded upon hearing this.
Mihu looked at Wang Yao, seemingly wanting to say something more, when suddenly the monk at the reception desk in front of the banquet hall shouted loudly.
"Welcome Gou Youlun, Director of the Sacred Domain Bureau of the Shu Ethnic Minority Ministry of Foreign Affairs! Lin Sande, Director of the Dongchuan Division of the Sacred Domain Bureau of the Shu Ethnic Minority Ministry of Foreign Affairs! Zheng Mingru, Director of the Near West Division of the Sacred Domain Bureau of the Shu Ethnic Minority Ministry of Foreign Affairs!..."
However, a group of leaders from the Shu ethnic group's Ministry of Foreign Affairs arrived together, so Mihu quickly said goodbye to Wang Yao and went to greet the guests.
Just as the foreign ministry officials arrived, guests from other departments, including the Ministry of National Defense, followed one after another. Mihu greeted them one by one at the entrance of the banquet hall, exchanging pleasantries and keeping himself very busy.
Mimi was probably too heavy, so when the guests arrived, he just sat behind the table and didn't get up. When the Shu officials entered the banquet hall, they took the initiative to greet him before being led by the banquet hall waiters or the Mao monks to their respective tables.
Not long after the first group of Shu ethnic officials arrived, a monk in front of the gate shouted, "Welcome Mr. Gao Shang, Ambassador of the Tengyan Ethnic Group to the Shu Ethnic Group!"
Wang Yao saw a lean man in a fiery red robe enter through the banquet hall entrance with a sharply defined bald head. Mi Hu accompanied him, chatting and laughing all the way, and led him to Mimi's dining table.
Watching Mimi sitting there, smiling and exchanging pleasantries with the Tengyan Clan's ambassador, Wang Yao couldn't help but wonder to himself, is there some difference between the Tengyan Clan's nobility and Mimi's status? Both are ambassadors, yet Mimi can still act so arrogant and haughty in receiving them?
Could it be that the Tengyan Clan isn't a powerful clan in the demon realm? He knew the Tengyan Clan had joined the clan alliance, and seeing that the Tengyan Clan ambassador wasn't arrogant, he felt slightly relieved.
With the arrival of the Tengyan ethnic ambassador, ambassadors from various ethnic groups began to arrive in droves, and Mihu became even busier, having to personally accompany almost every ambassador to see Mihu.
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