The wedding was livestreamed by the sister, revealing his identity as a Taoist priest.

The door was pushed open completely.

Su Qingluan stepped across the threshold.

Today I wore a minimalist moon-white long shirt.

There is no elaborate embroidery, nor any superfluous accessories.

Her long hair was casually tied back with a plain wooden hairpin, with a few stray strands falling beside her fair cheeks.

She wasn't wearing makeup.

But deep down, he exudes a cold and aloof demeanor, with a sharp aura that seems untouched by worldly affairs.

It made the glittering jewels of the entire hall seem dull and lifeless.

The noisy banquet hall fell silent instantly.

Lei Zhen held his wine glass, mouth agape, and forgot to speak.

He turned his head and nudged He Yunting next to him hard with his elbow.

"Old He."

"Where did this ethereal beauty come from? Is there really such a person in Jiangcheng?"

"Never seen it before."

He Yunting frowned, his eyes revealing extreme vigilance.

"But her aura is definitely not that of an ordinary person; it's far stronger than that of the young ladies from prominent families in the capital."

The jade walnut in Ye Canghai's hand stopped spinning.

Staring at the figure at the door, he couldn't help but feel uneasy.

They've booked the entire Peninsula Hotel, and there are Tian Shu people guarding it outside.

Who can just swagger in like that?

This is the main table.

The moment Zhou Xiuqing saw who it was, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

His wrinkled face instantly turned bright red.

Even his breathing became heavy.

His hands gripped the edge of the mahogany table tightly, his whole body trembling, and his buttocks had already left the chair.

His knees buckled, and he was about to kneel down on the spot.

Shen Nianqing sat next to her.

With quick reflexes, he grabbed the old lady's shoulder.

"Grandma Song."

Shen Nianqing's voice was very low, but it exuded an undeniable sense of composure.

"There are many people around today, and you have difficulty walking, so please sit down and rest for a while."

Zhou Xiuqing was forcibly pressed back into the chair.

Panting heavily, he grabbed Shen Nianqing's wrist with his other hand.

"Shen girl, this is a small amount..."

"I know."

Shen Nianqing patted the back of her hand, interrupting her.

"Leave it to me."

Shen Nianqing stood up and straightened the hem of her beige trench coat.

He walked steadily and unhurriedly toward the door.

In the corner, Chen Xiaoyu's live stream room had completely gone crazy.

Lin Keke held the stabilizer, her hands trembling with excitement.

"Xiaoyu! Look at the door!"

Lin Keke screamed in a low voice.

"It's Sister Su Qingluan!"

Chen Xiaoyu quickly zoomed in and pointed the camera at Su Qingluan at the door.

The barrage of comments instantly flooded in, densely covering the entire screen.

[Holy crap! It really is that killer junior sister from Tianyin Pavilion!]

[Rivals meeting are bound to be fiercely hostile! This is a real battleground! Let's start fighting!]

[The person upstairs doesn't know anything! She called him "sister" last time! This is a perfect happy ending for a divine couple!]

[The Celestial Master's junior sister has arrived! With that aura, no wonder she scared the Song family patriarch to the point of kneeling!]

[Look at my sister-in-law! She's gone to greet us! The Empress is on her way! This is incredible!]

Why are all these tycoon bosses suddenly silent? Weren't they just clamoring to give us islands and ships?

Chen Xiaoyu looked at the comments and proudly raised her chin.

"Of course! With my sister-in-law in charge, what situation can't she handle?"

Shen Nianqing walked up to Su Qingluan.

A gentle smile naturally spread across his face.

He reached out and grabbed Su Qingluan's fingertips.

"Azure Phoenix".

"Why did you come all of a sudden? You didn't even call ahead so I could have sent someone to pick you up."

Su Qingluan looked at Shen Nianqing.

A rare smile appeared on his usually cold and aloof face.

The smile was faint, yet it added a touch of warmth and humanity to the whole person.

He gently grasped Shen Nianqing's hand.

"I had nothing to do, so I came out for a walk."

Su Qingluan's gaze swept over the group of dumbfounded tycoons in the hall.

"I didn't expect it to be so lively here, sister."

"They are all senior figures in the business world."

Shen Nianqing pulled her inside, speaking casually.

"Come on, let's sit at the head table. We've been saving a seat for you."

The two walked hand in hand through the banquet hall.

Lei Zhen's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and the wine glass in his hand tilted to one side.

They didn't even notice the wine spilled on the carpet.

He nudged He Yunting with his elbow again.

"Old He, did you hear me?"

Lei Zhen's voice was ethereal.

"Miss Shen calls her Qingluan? Who exactly is she?"

He Yunting's mind raced.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, and his expression changed drastically.

He Yunting took a deep breath.

The voice was kept extremely low, yet it carried an undisguised shock.

"That's the one who gave the Nine Heavens Phoenix Melody Zither! The Celestial Master's junior sister!"

These words were heard by several powerful figures nearby.

Ye Canghai's hand trembled, and the two jade walnuts fell directly to the ground.

It rolled far away, and he didn't even bother to pick it up.

"The Celestial Master's junior sister? The young master of the Heavenly Sound Pavilion?"

Ye Canghai felt a chill run down his spine.

These bigwigs, who usually wield considerable influence in the business world, were standing ramrod straight at this moment.

With his hands pressed against his trouser legs, he didn't even dare to breathe.

She was afraid that if she breathed too heavily, she would upset this old lady.

In front of the main table.

When Shen Xingzhou saw Su Qingluan walking over, his smile stretched all the way to his ears.

He quickly pulled out a chair and vigorously wiped the leather back of the chair with his suit sleeve.

"Miss Su! Please, have a seat!"

"Your presence is a great honor for the Peninsula Hotel!"

Shen Zhengting and Lin Ruolan quickly stood up and greeted them with big smiles.

"Good evening, Miss Su. Please sit down and have something to eat."

Lin Ruolan quickly turned to instruct the waiter.

"Quickly, get a clean set of bowls and chopsticks."

Su Qingluan nodded slightly to the Shen family as a greeting.

He sat down next to Shen Nianqing.

Zhou Xiuqing sat opposite her, her hands on her knees, her back ramrod straight.

The old lady looked at Su Qingluan, her lips moving slightly.

They wanted to speak but didn't dare to open their mouths, and could only stare longingly.

Song Yun and Song Changfeng also stood up and bowed respectfully at a ninety-degree angle.

At this moment, Lei Zhen, holding a wine glass, shamelessly came over.

"Oh, it's Miss Su!"

"I am Lei Zhen from Guangdong Province. I have long admired Miss Su's name. It is truly an honor to meet you today!"

He Yunting also quickly came over, bowed slightly, and adopted a humble attitude.

"Miss Su, my name is He Yunting."

"Your performance at the Jianglan Cultural Center last time was truly breathtaking."

Ye Canghai, the Zheng family patriarch, and others also gathered around.

They lined up one by one to greet each other.

They were even more respectful than when they met the central leadership.

Su Qingluan picked up the warm water on the table and took a small sip.

She didn't even lift her eyelids, just casually hummed in response.

That one sound was like a pardon to these tycoon magnates.

With forced smiles, they carefully retreated to their seats.

The hall returned to silence.

But within this silence, there was an extremely oppressive tension.

Shen Nianqing turned to look at Su Qingluan and broke the silence with a soft voice.

"Has the matter at Tianyin Pavilion been resolved? Is there something you need today?"

Su Qingluan put down her water glass.

He turned his head and met Shen Nianqing's eyes.

"There is something."