The moment Lan Xin entered the banquet, countless gazes converged on her.
All those envious, jealous, awe-filled, and affectionate stares, complex to the extreme, even geniuses could not escape being the subject of them, for someone of Lan Xin's exceedingly noble birth evoked a multitude of feelings.
Lan Xin was indifferent, she had long grown accustomed to being the center of attention.
Here were all geniuses, who outside this gathering, could be revered as lords of their own realms, many even qualified to step onto the Heavenly God Level.
But now, Lan Xin was undeniably the protagonist.
Under the gaze of everyone present, she walked in.
Some were envious, but they could not help but admit that they simply could not compare with Lan Xin, her noble birth was too intimidating.
Soon after, all eyes shifted to Qin Hao.
There were hostile looks, some even murderous, along with schadenfreude, but friendly gazes were rare.
