Formal Dress

"I heard that Jiang Xue is apprenticed to a renowned artist. I think her name is Xue Liu." Shen Xi spied on Jiang Xue, who was strutting around arrogantly with a few serving staff around her.

"Is Xue Liu blind? Why would she accept someone like her as a disciple?" Zheng Huai muttered in disbelief.

"Who knows? Maybe they hit it off." Shen Xi shrugged.

Meanwhile, Jiang Xue had caught sight of Zhao Yuan and Xia Huang mingling in the crowd. She ordered the serving staff around her to carry her long, flowing dress. "Don't let my dress touch the ground. I'm going to the champagne tower."

The serving staff bowed respectfully, acceding to Jiang Xue's demand, and answered in a chorus of 'yes.'

Many of those in the crowd were unfamiliar with Jiang Xue. They were surprised to meet someone so pretentious at Old Master Guan's birthday banquet and noted how she made a beeline for Xia Huang and Zhao Yuan.