บท 471: So, It's Fake?

The banquet eventually comes to an end, and Johann is responsible for seeing the guests off.

Compared to when they arrived, wearing pleasant smiles, the guests' expressions were marked by unease and filled with uncertainty.

It is understandable since a big thing happened a moment ago.

Johann was standing at the entrance.

His eyes scanned each departing face without much emotion. He offered polite nods and occasionally forced smiles, but it was clear he was not seeking their approval or friendship.

Regardless of their thought, it held little weight in his mind.

As the last of the guests made their way out, Johann turned back to the now-empty hall.

Or so he thought.

He was surprised to see two figures lingering near the entrance.

"Why are the two of you still here?"

Demin, leaning casually against a column, "Wow, you really want to chase us out?"

"If you have nothing to say, then yes… get out," Johann replied.