At the banquet, a small number of people saw Xu Yiyang leaving, while more people were busy with their own communication and compensation. Few people went to see who had gone upstairs to rest in the room. Even the busy waiters and servants did not pay much attention to him. They just thought that the maid brought by the Xu family was waiting on him.

The dim light in the corridor contrasts sharply with the banquet. The soft carpet makes Xu Yiyang feel like stepping on cotton. He only feels his head is blurred and he loses any thinking ability. The world in his eyes is superimposed by double shadows....