The trick of a deceiver lies in his ability to embody the appropriate aura and behavior effortlessly, regardless of time and place. He can speak to humans with human language, to ghosts with ghost language; a cunning merchant in the market, a professor in the school, a general in the military, and a high monk in the temple! At a ball, naturally, he's a gentleman, a noble.
Fatty undoubtedly exuded a noble demeanor now. Though that suit looked rather like a wobbling penguin on him, and he still retained his honest and simple appearance, standing there, he seemed to wear the finest attire of a king. The naturally graceful aura he exuded made Ann Lei and Christina's eyes shine in amazement.
The music slipped into its final notes, and the nobles began to grab their dance partners, waiting for the music change. With Stephen's lead, they would enter the next dance piece, marking the true beginning of the ball.
