“C-Chief Envoy Gu Biao?! And Fleet Commander Gu Lie?!”
Down on the blood-jade stage of Banquet Moon #1, Golden Heir Gu Wuji. Second Uncle Gu Yin stared at the thirteen Rank 8 main-clan heavyweights trotting out of Gu Changsheng’s kitchen scullery in frilly pink bunny aprons. Both men felt as if they had been struck squarely between the eyes by a flying anvil!
Across Banquet Moons #1 through #9, ten million visiting sect leaders, planetary governors, and minor branch heads rose to their feet in an uproar that shook the artificial clouds!
“Look at the cultivation auras on those thirteen dishwashers in the pink aprons!”
“The one in front carrying the stack of red tablecloths is Chief Envoy Gu Biao—a Rank 8 Peak Solar-Furnace Sovereign who commands the Main Hall’s Outer-Sector Envoy Corps! And right behind him is Fleet Commander Gu Lie, the butcher of the Thirty-Sixth Sector!”
“Wait—why are thirteen Rank 8 Sovereigns wearing frilly pink kitchen aprons and smiling like they just won the lottery while carrying hotpot pots for the Frost-Pine Patriarch?!”
Up on the porch steps of the [Galactic Flying Courtyard], Chief Envoy Gu Biao (Rank 8 Peak, Warmth/Trust: 78/100) didn’t feel humiliated in the slightest anymore.
