Chapter 191

Of everyone present, she was the one who complained the most. Leia’s face had grown increasingly pale; only now did she realize that she had poured the most water and contributed the most effort into cultivating this bitter fruit. *Ding-a-ling.* A crisp chime rang out. The host hired by the Fleur-de-lis Squad, a handsome male elf with golden hair, smiled and said, "Now, it is time for the second segment of the party: the ballroom dance. Whoever draws the lucky number 1 will become the host of today's party and Linda's dance partner!" As soon as these words were spoken, a small ripple of excitement broke out among the crowd. Ballroom dancing was a standard feature at these parties. In the Secret Realm Continent, being skilled in ballroom dance was a mark of culture, knowledge, and high social standing. Many single female adventurers in the hall had eyes lit up, staring at Linda with burning intensity. His well-tailored suit only served to make his posture look even more upright.