Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 949: The Banquet at Hongmen Gate

Here is the most revered place in the entire city, even the whole nation.

This palace is a symbol of supreme glory and status, a place where all the elites swarm, desperately trying to gain the privilege to enter, yet it is also a place that countless ordinary people shy away from.

And at this moment, a grand banquet is being held inside this palace.

The golden lights illuminate the entire palace, exquisite and luxurious like a piece of art.

In the splendid palace, men are dressed in suits, women in long dresses trailing the floor, and from their appearance and demeanor, it is clear they are no ordinary people.

Those who are qualified to enter here are definitely not just about having money; their statuses, one more impressive than the next.

Judging from their attire and appearance tonight, it is evident how much these people value the banquet.

The men and women present are exchanging glasses and engaging in polished conversations, despite the number of people, not a hint of noise.

The banquet has already started an hour ago, and the invited guests have all arrived; after all, in such a symbolically prestigious occasion, no one would want to be late or absent.

Yet, there are always one or two exceptions.

Carefully observing the guests’ manners and expressions, you will find that at least a quarter of the guests are intentionally or unintentionally glancing toward the door.

They seem to be waiting for someone to arrive, and unsurprisingly, they are likely waiting for the same person.

However, the person they are waiting for has yet to appear.

"Why hasn’t he come yet? Surely he isn’t not coming?" A beautifully dressed blonde mixed-race girl stared repeatedly at the door, nearly losing her patience after waiting for almost two hours.

"Quite the grand entrance indeed."

A brown-haired, blue-eyed foreign middle-aged man with a royal air snorted coldly beside her.

Although a foreigner, his Mandarin was remarkably fluent.

The girl did not respond, continuing to stare toward the door.

Finally, a tall and slender black silhouette appeared at the entrance.

Almost the instant that person appeared, the guests collectively looked over, as if agreed upon in advance.

Clearly, this was the person they had been waiting for.

As the guests saw the man, the changes in their expressions and the silent exchanges of glances with those beside them indicated that this was indeed a banquet fraught with danger.

The girl lit up upon seeing the newcomer, making the two-hour wait seem worthwhile.

She lifted her skirt, intending to step forward to greet him, but was stopped by the middle-aged man beside her.

"Why are you doing this, Daddy?" The girl complained, a bit unhappy.

"Dear daughter, don’t rush; the more you care for a man, the less he respects you," the middle-aged man said with a smile that felt unpleasant. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

After speaking, he looked towards the door at Jun Moyan, sneering.

A daring move to come alone.

No fear of death, incredibly.

Although still wanting to personally greet him, the girl was helpless as her father continued holding her wrist, so she had to give up.

Jun Moyan’s gaze swept across the room, making direct eye contact with two to three dozen people.

Upon meeting his gaze, those people somewhat avoided his eyes, pretending to look elsewhere.

Indeed, they were all waiting for him.

Well aware of the dangerous nature of the banquet, Jun Moyan still came, choosing to confront alone.

After all, some matters can’t be avoided.

Jun Moyan’s gaze finally landed on the middle-aged man and the girl.

Then he stepped forward and walked toward them.