And then a young-faced man stepped through the void, walking towards this side step by step.
It sparked much discussion and whispers among the guests.
"That's Xing Chen, the brightest of Starshine City's younger generation."
"He's not even thirty yet, said to be at Catastrophe Level, hardly less than Miss Bai Ling."
"While he may not be as extravagant as the Eight-Armed Vajra, he is a prodigy of our times."
"The flag-bearer of the younger generation of the Starshine Family!"
"Do they really have to be so unpleasant on such a joyful day..."
Here in Starshine City, where guests typically attend to smash the scene, most guests still adopt an attitude of bystanders excited to watch a drama.
Only a minority of staunch allies of the Suns feel enraged.
Even Qian Lin couldn't help but express his dissatisfaction tinged with a strand of Sacred Intent.
"Starshine scion, do you seek to foment chaos on this day?"