Su Xiyue looked at the Western men approaching and a trace of surprise flashed through her eyes.
The name Persephone wasn't the first time Su Xiyue had heard it.
On the Victoria, a Western man named Astell had also called her that.
Initially, Su Xiyue thought Aesdor had mistaken her for someone else, but now that she heard the name Persephone again, it was clear that it was no case of mistaken identity.
Su Xiyue looked at the entirely unfamiliar faces before her, and even by her standards of beauty, she had to admit that these Western men were very handsome; if they had met before, there was certainly no way she would have no impression of them.
Clearly, these people were likely friends of Ye Chen.
"Hermes, I didn't expect you would attend this kind of gathering,"
Ye Chen said with a hint of surprise in his eyes and a deep voice.