Then he stepped forward, onto the golden jade steps, walking step by step towards Fang Geyu.

The Cloud Boots, made from hide, tread softly on the plush and luxurious carpet without making any sound.

Mu Yunye walked with stable steps, his back straight, yet his stride was extremely elegant. With each step, he seemed as if a graceful Immortal walking on clouds, his demeanor indescribably pleasing to the eye.

The pure Immortal Energy emanating from him gradually approached, causing Fang Geyu to stop her foot from kicking the golden cup.

"High steps, cloud carpet, Immortal Lord, do be careful beneath your feet..."

Fang Geyu seemed to kindly remind him, slowly raising her eyebrows, her gaze penetrating ancient times, fixating on Mu Yunye.

The blackness in her eyes faded away, transforming into a pair of pure golden eyes, a burgeoning and brilliant power growing within.

The bright and vast consciousness within those eyes gradually coalesced into marks of eternal latitude, resembling an unfathomable mystery.

She arrogantly gazed down at him.

Mu Yunye paused, and suddenly, he felt himself diminish, becoming extremely insignificant under Fang Geyu’s gaze.

The moment he forced his head up, he confronted those golden eyes filled with Holy Marks, a terrible illusion that he was as humble as dust under their gaze arose in his heart.

Perhaps...

That was not an illusion!

At this moment, she was lowly gazing down at him, her golden eyes indifferent and transcendent, yet irresistibly mesmerizing.

The human emotions on her face had completely vanished, making it impossible to perceive or fathom the emotions in her eyes.

All that remained was a non-human, transcending every living creature’s detached compassion, overlooking the speck of dust that was the Mortal World.

Mu Yunye’s face was a blank slate, unable to react, and in this moment, his posture appeared calm and natural as he halted his steps.

Yet no one knew that sweat on his back surged up wildly at that moment!

That indifferent gaze seemed like a vast, desolate ancient night, silently and quietly enveloping him.

In that instant, Mu Yunye seemed to experience eternal fear!

The oppressive fear like a deep sea caused his body to tremble, as if frozen solid.

Amidst the crowd’s curiosity about why Mu Yunye suddenly stopped at this moment.

He had promised Miss Fang that he would help pick up the golden cup that had fallen to the ground.

But after leaving his seat, despite his graceful demeanor and elegant steps, he managed only three steps.

Since the banquet’s beginning, Mu Yunye, the perfect Immortal Lord, why did he choose this moment to have such a small, sudden change?

Don’t you know, such a brief pause.

Signifies a moment of hesitation?

How can you hesitate at this moment?

Could it be a deliberate unveiling of a small flaw and imperfection, to silently mock them just as you’re about to succeed?

Without offering the crowd an explanation for their confusion.

From beneath Fang Geyu’s golden skirt, a delicate little boot protruded.

Just like before, she lightly... playfully... kicked the fallen golden cup.

"Thud!!!"

Then, under everyone’s gaze, the son of the Golden Immortal, Immortal World’s genius Mu Yunye!

His body suddenly shrank down and heavily knelt on the steps!

He knelt down!

In front of his intended betrothed!

The sound of knee bones shattering was clear! 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Even those who could only see his back could imagine the pain on Mu Yunye’s face at this moment.