Returning To The Cultivation World Through A Game

In the middle of the hall, there was an open area which was a special place for dancing.

Since the party had just begun, no one was dancing there yet, but the soft, melodious strains of music continued to reverberate in the hall.

The luxurious atmosphere and the scent of wine emanating from the hall made everyone in the hall feel as if they were in heaven on earth.

Several people gathered at the dining tables chatting about business, entertainment, and things that were new trends.

But even though they were talking about various things, Qin Tian didn't hear any of them talking about the terrorist attack on the Night-Heaven Company building.

As a cultivator who usually hid in a cave, the atmosphere like at the party definitely didn't suit him. Sometimes he felt a little uncomfortable.

Even his aunt didn't show much expression.

He wasn't sure what she thought of such a party.

"Are you bored, Tian?" She then asked. She was clearly aware of his thoughts from his expression.

"How about you, auntie?" He asked back.

"When I was young, I wasn't sure how many times I visited this kind of party in a month's time." "I don't know if I enjoyed it or not, but my ambition at the time allowed me to do even the things I hated."

"As for now, well, maybe I'm too old for this kind of party."

She then stared at the dance area before continuing. "But that doesn't mean there isn't something fun to do."

"Would you like to dance, auntie?" Qin Tian looked at her with an astonished expression.

Even though they had talked about it before, he thought it was a joke. They might actually do it if she had to avoid the people who tried to tease her.

There might be many now looking at her with thirsty expressions, but they still didn't move.

Besides, Qin Tian felt it was a bit unnatural for him to dance with his aunt. It was after all a very intimate act, he felt it was inappropriate to do it with his aunt.

"You look uncomfortable. Oh, you must be thinking too much." His aunt answered with a smile that wasn't a smile. "But you need to know that dance in today's era is no longer a symbol between lovers." "Now friends, siblings, children and parents, anyone can dance." "In fact, there are some cultures that require a man to dance with his mother on his first dance."

'I know that,' Qin Tian replied inwardly.

At school, dance is one of the subjects in sports lessons, he does not lack knowledge in that field.

But still everyone's perspective is different.

"Auntie, no one's dancing yet." In the end he could only say that.

Unfortunately his words could easily be answered by her.

"Sure, but we can get started."

She then stretched out her hand towards him.

Looking at her slender fingers, Qin Tian felt like he really wanted to take her hand.

But he was embarrassed to do so.

"Ehmmm..." He finally chose to clear his throat.

"Auntie, wait a little longer, I feel embarrassed if there are too many people staring at me!" He said.

"Huh," his aunt snorted lightly with an annoyed expression as she pulled back her hand. "You really refuse luck."

Not long after, a group of middle-aged men came out of a door. After they appeared, they immediately walked towards them.

Qin Tian didn't recognize them, neither Angela's father was among them, but from his aunt's gaze, they probably knew each other.

Soon they arrived in front of their table.

"Hahaha, Wuxin, I didn't expect us to meet here again, oh, you still look so young." One of them spoke.

Even though he was already in middle age, he still looked handsome with an air of royalty.

He might be able to easily seduce a young girl with his face.

But Qin Wuxin didn't react much, she only glanced at him for a while before speaking in a sneering tone. "Vin, you and your friends still look like bastards. No wonder you can't keep up with William and the others."

"Huh, they're just a bunch of people caught up in a worldly obsession, but no matter what they do, I'm sure they won't have a good ending."

"By the way," he then looked at Qin Tian.

"Who is this young man?"

"He's my nephew!"

"Oh, so he's your little brother's son, their faces don't look the same." He kept looking at Qin Tian up and down.

After a while, he continued his words. "I'm not sure what opinion I should give you."

"Soon you will know what he can do." Qin Wuxin chimed in.

"You sound so serious, what a big thing he's about to do." He looked at Qin Tian and his aunt with a suspicious expression.

Qin Tian paid it no mind, he then turned his gaze towards one of the elevators. The people from the Night-Heaven Company finally appeared there.

An experienced looking old maid then came over to greet them. They were told to wait at a table.

Qin Tian only watched them for a while before turning his gaze in another direction.

There was a large door in the hall, it finally opened and a group of people walked out. Qin Tian even found William who was Angela's father. There was no doubt, he was even more handsome than the middle-aged man talking to his aunt.

Among all the men he had seen, he was indeed quite a match for his aunt even though they were from two different tribes.

Beside the man, there was a beautiful golden-haired woman in a flashy red dress. She was graceful and seemed like a loyal woman.

The arrival of that group of people made the people stop chatting and turn their gazes towards them.

To the people of Arsenal and beyond, they were clearly the rulers of the city. Not only that city, even the entire European continent might be under their control.