He looked at his sister Xia Luo, who nodded obediently.
"Alas, it's a pity that even the Golem Sect Master is not easy to meet. After all, he is the only Saint Fist of this era; even our status as princes and princesses is probably of little use to him. I doubt he would take us seriously..." Oumai sighed.
He had just finished speaking when more guests attending the banquet approached.
Helplessly, Fifth Prince Oumai could only put on a smile again and step forward.
At the original spot, Princess Xia Luo straightened her attire and walked toward a direction. There, the wives of some envoys were wearing simple and elegant evening gowns, their hair styled in classic up-dos, chatting and laughing.
"Mother, please bless my brother and me to remain safe in the coming time..."
