Just then, a ripple of restlessness seemed to sweep through the venue of the party, as numerous young men's gazes simultaneously shifted toward the grand entrance of the banquet hall, their eyes brimming with excitement and anticipation.
As the doors to the banquet hall opened, a graceful figure slowly made her way inside.
Clad in a form-fitting purple gown that showed off her perfect S-curve figure, on her feet were fifteen-centimeter stilettos that added to her statuesque height, as if her perfect features were meticulously sculpted to the golden ratio, all harmoniously combined, with a pair of bright, pearl-like eyes revealing a hint of frostiness.
This woman, both in figure and in looks, was of the highest caliber. Yet, she radiated a strong presence, giving off an illusion of unapproachability—an aura that suggested she was to be admired from a distance but not trifled with.