Fang Yu and the others looked in the direction of the voice.
In the corner near them on the right side, there were four or five people in robes, with peculiar expressions, sizing up Fang Yu. Among them were the ones who greeted Fang Yu earlier. They were members of the Zhushuang Clan. As for the one speaking, he was a somewhat effeminate man with long hair, appearing rather enchanting.
"It's them... before we came, Huangfu Zhan said that an extra person was invited today, but he assumed they wouldn't dare come... didn't expect them to actually show up."
"Who is this person? Being valued by Huangfu Zhan, that's not simple."
"You're overthinking... it's just a lowly bloodline... no matter what abilities they have, no matter how special they are, not being of a legitimate lineage, they are destined to be lowly."
Another person snorted coldly and said:
"How dare a lowly bloodline sit on equal footing with us, Huangfu Zhan, this old fool, can't handle matters right!"
