Sashar felt as if pardoned, fleeing hastily. Faced with Sarama's obsession, he could only go help. Moreover, the banquet was about to begin, and he had to show up. Otherwise, as one of the hosts, it would be inappropriate for him not to appear.
Donning his suit, Sashar appeared amidst the crowd. As soon as he appeared, many people naturally gathered around him, including other princes, politicians, various wealthy individuals, and beauties. Sashar was busy entertaining them.
In the corner of the courtyard, Li Yifei had already devoured most of the food on his plate, stuffing a fine piece of steak into his mouth. Li Yifei chewed a few times vigorously, swallowed it, and looked up to see a group of East Asian faces walking by. Judging by appearance alone, he couldn't tell which country they were from, but after listening for a bit, he found they were speaking Japanese.
