Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny IBWASFM Chapter 1389: 1386: Is it you? It's me! (First Update)

Chapter 1389: Chapter 1386: Is it you? It’s ! (First Update)

The banquet arrived as scheduled.

By dusk on this day, the Luo Family mansion located in the northwest corner of Chuzhou City, sprawling across three entire streets, was brightly lit.

Since the afternoon, the dark energy in the sky had been unceasing.

That was the trace left by the ghost carriages and dark ghost steeds brought by the Ghost Race guests attending the banquet.

Thus, though the banquet had yet to officially begin, the Luo mansion was already abuzz with activity.

In the banquet hall, heirs from various noble families had gathered, chatting away enthusiastically and exchanging tales.

“I heard that Miss Luo’s eldest daughter was born with unusual phenona and is deeply favored by the old Family Head of the Luo Family. This is her first ti entering this dinsion!”

“Indeed! But who knows what this apprenticeship banquet is all about. Such a grand affair—could it be soone extraordinary?”

Amid discussions and sighs of admiration, the topic began to shift.

Soone raised their eyebrows and chuckled, “Have you heard? A few days ago, Wan Clan’s eldest son caught a number of indigenous Ghost Race mbers from outside. Word is, so of them are stunning beauties!”

“This news has already stirred the whole of Chuzhou City. Everyone knows! But that eldest son of the Wan Clan is so arrogant he barely has any friends!” another person shook their head and said.

“Tsk, tsk, I also heard…” Soone glanced around, then lowered their voice, “Bai Xi and Zong Cheng are both extrely displeased with Wan Gaoxing. If he shows up at this banquet, they’ll make sure he gets embarrassed!”

“Haha! Finally, so drama to enjoy!”

As the group heard this, their expressions were full of schadenfreude, illustrating just how unpopular Wan Gaoxing usually was.

anwhile, in the heart of the banquet, Bai Xi was sipping a glass of wine slowly, his eyes constantly scanning the entrance to the banquet hall.

He knew that the eldest daughter of the Luo Family would certainly enter through here.

His task was to rush up imdiately, to leave the fad young woman of Chuzhou City with a good first impression.

At the sa ti, Zong Cheng sat nearby with a sullen expression, his cold gaze sweeping intermittently over the banquet hall.

“Why is Zong Cheng so impatient? Wan Gaoxing will certainly be here!” Bai Xi said with a smirk.

“Hah! I know he’ll co. But I just can’t swallow my anger!” Zong Cheng hissed darkly.

The grudge between him and Wan Gaoxing ran deep—far beyond a few words could explain.

The recent arrival of nurous indigenous Ghost Race mbers captured by Wan Gaoxing only added fuel to the fire.

Bai Xi chuckled upon seeing this but held a faint disdain in his heart.

He couldn’t care less about such trivial disputes!

In Bai Xi’s eyes, whether Wan Gaoxing or Zong Cheng, they were nothing but flaunting, scheming heirs. How could they compare to his clarity and foresight?

As long as he could find a way to climb the ladder of the Luo Family, he could rise higher and higher, becoming a prominent figure in the ghost realm!

These thoughts made the eager light in Bai Xi’s eyes grow even more intense as he stared at the entrance with almost desperate focus.

Zong Cheng was silently running over the preditated plans in his mind, his gaze occasionally flashing with a cold light filled with malice.

No matter what, this ti he had to humiliate Wan Gaoxing in public—preferably draining him of so wealth too!

As he thought this, Zong Cheng twisted his lips into an eerie smile.

Just then, while each harbored their own sches.

A commotion broke out outside the banquet hall, and soon, Wan Gaoxing, impersonated by Xue An, appeared walking slowly into the room.

The mont he was seen, the room instantly fell silent.

Not because of Wan Gaoxing himself, but because everyone’s attention was captured by the won trailing behind Xue An.

Wen Muling, gentle as water; Ying Ning, calm and elegant; Que Wenyuan, naive and playful!

Three completely distinct styles, but they shared one thing in common:

They were all breathtaking beauties.

Whether due to inner qualities or sothing else, the Ghost Race mbers tending to be visually unappealing sharply contrasted against these stunning indigenous won.

The stark comparison only further accentuated the extraordinary allure of the trio.

Especially when they walked together—their presence carried a devastating energy that grew exponentially.

It was this that silenced the lively banquet hall instantaneously.

At that mont, Xue An paused and surveyed the room.

The mont he stopped, the three won halted in sync and obediently stood to the side.

Their deanor resembled that of graceful, submissive maidens.

Zong Cheng stared blankly, suddenly shivering as a crazed and envious expression surfaced in his eyes.

Compared to these three won following Xue An, the so-called beauties he had “collected” faded completely, insignificant and laughable.

Why!

Why could he find such stunning won?

Zong Cheng’s heart scread in resentnt.

Bai Xi glanced at him briefly, sneering internally—a pitiful fool constantly distracted by lust and petty rivalry over won!

But Bai Xi considered himself a man of grand ambitions and lofty ideals—he refused to stoop to their level!

As he basked in smug self-satisfaction, the sound of jingling ornants rang out. Then, a young girl strolled in, her expression visibly annoyed.

Behind her, a group of Luo Family mbers followed.

She’s here!

Bai Xi’s eyes widened instantly.

This must be the eldest daughter of the Luo Family!

She appeared young indeed, but blossod like a celestial beauty!

Bai Xi felt his heartbeat quicken, standing abruptly as a warm smile stretched across his face. He was just about to step forward and greet her.

But the next unexpected turn left him frozen in place.

This girl, initially sulking, suddenly halted as she passed Xue An, visibly stunned. Then she turned to him, her face full of shock, and exclaid, “It’s you?”

Xue An, as if anticipating her arrival, smiled lightly at the young lady who had sneaked out the previous night to buy snacks, “threatened” him with a bold deanor, and bore a faint Buddhist Seal between her brows.

“It’s !”

The girl’s eyes grew larger, her gaze flaring with astonishnt and unease.

After sensing Xue An’s Divine Sense probing her last night, she departed in fury, thinking the incident was over.

Yet here she was, encountering the man once more.

Judging by appearances, this man seed to belong to a noble family.

Recalling her embarrassing behavior from the previous night—the ssy eating habits witnessed by this man—the girl felt blood rush to her head.

What she didn’t realize was that this exchange appeared entirely different to the others observing them.

To Bai Xi, at least, the eldest daughter of the Luo Family clearly knew Xue An—and judging by her deanor, their relationship seed intimate.

Otherwise, how could she look at him with such “gentle affection”?