Although Wu Tian was pondering this matter in his heart, he couldn't voice it aloud. He even wondered if he had truly forgotten about the idea of preparing a gift. But that shouldn't be the case—watching others give gifts should have reminded him. Or maybe it was because the child seemed too young for proper gifting? Upon realizing this, Wu Tian quickly let it go.
Without further deliberation, he soon led everyone to the main hall—a spacious room illuminated by faint, twinkling lights. Despite its openness, the surroundings were filled with thriving plants emitting a soft glow, complemented by the hazy, pale purple skies above. In an ambiance like this, drinking wine would undoubtedly leave people more inebriated by the atmosphere than the alcohol itself. At least for now, the plump one was visibly anticipating the coming feast.
