Unlimited Black Cards! A Mysterious and Wealthy Young Lady!

Meanwhile, inside the Wang family villa, Wang Haoyu was lying on the sofa, listening to his subordinates' report, his face full of disdain: "It's just a small studio, how dare they go against me? A beating will teach them a lesson. Once they can't hold on any longer, they'll naturally hand over the game copyright obediently."

The subordinate hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Second Young Master, we've heard that Aurora Studio has investors behind it. Should we investigate further to avoid getting into trouble?"

Wang Haoyu scoffed, his face full of contempt. "Who cares who he is? No matter how powerful he is, can he compare to the Wang family?"

In his view, there was no opponent in Shanghai who could match the Wang family, and they were not worth fearing at all. He was completely unaware that he had provoked an existence that he could not contend with.

"Young Miss, the invitations have all been sent out, and the replies we've received all say that all the major families will be attending."

"it is good."

Five days later, the Shanghai International Passenger Port was bustling with activity, filled with luxury cars. Black Rolls-Royces and Maybachs lined up in long queues, and the heads of various powerful families arrived with their families, their elegant attire and dignified presence a testament to the sophistication and prestige of high society.

The crowd was whispering about the mysterious owner of the No. 1 Tan Palace, speculating about her true purpose for hosting the banquet, but when their gazes fell on the depths of the harbor, all the sounds stopped abruptly, leaving only the sound of gasps.

The "Starry Sky" was slowly sailing out of its berth. Its silver-white hull shone brightly in the morning sun, and star patterns flowed with the ship's movement. From a distance, it looked like a magnificent palace floating on the sea. The massive ship occupied almost half of the field of vision, more than three times the size of an ordinary ocean liner. The giant ship's emblem at the bow was made of pure gold and engraved with the two characters "Starry Sky". The characters were strong and powerful, exuding an unquestionable majesty.

As the sea breeze swept by, the crystals and diamonds on both sides of the ship refracted countless points of light, which were scattered on the sea surface. The shimmering waves were even more dazzling than the neon lights on the shore, and even the sea breeze seemed to be tinged with the aura of gilding.

The boarding stairs were made of seamless stainless steel, with handrails wrapped in custom-made velvet and gilded vines. On both sides stood the Soul Guardian security personnel dressed in black suits, their postures as upright as pine trees and their eyes as sharp as eagles. Every movement was precise and standardized, and they exuded an oppressive aura that kept strangers at bay. These people were the elites that Jiang Wenxi had dispatched from the Soul Guardian Security Company, serving as both guards and a demonstration of strength.

As everyone climbed the boarding stairs, the steps beneath their feet could sense gravity and automatically adjust their temperature to a comfortable feel, while soft, custom-made symphonic music played live by the ship's exclusive orchestra.

The moment they stepped into the mid-level banquet hall, everyone was speechless with shock at the sight before them.

The holographic starry sky screen on the dome slowly rotates with the Milky Way and nebulae, and the starlight seems within reach. The gilded reliefs on the walls depict mythological scenes, and the warm light reflected from the colored glass makes the entire banquet hall even more magnificent.

The floor is paved with a single piece of imported Afghan white jade, so shiny it reflects the starry sky above and the crystal decorations around it, making people feel as if they are in the Milky Way.

The banquet hall is lined with tables displaying rare ingredients from around the world, from deep-sea caviar and truffles to top-grade Wagyu beef. Paired with limited-edition red wines and custom-made tableware, every detail exudes ultimate luxury.

"My God... this is the 'Starship'? I'd only ever seen rumors about it in top international billionaire magazines, saying it was the world's only private cruise ship worth tens of billions, which disappeared after being acquired by a mysterious buyer. I never imagined it would be the owner of the No. 1 Palace!"

A young lady from a wealthy family, dressed in a haute couture gown, covered her mouth, her voice filled with shock and her eyes revealing undisguised envy.

The scion of a prominent family beside her nodded in agreement, his tone grave: "It's more than just tens of billions. Look at this setup—nuclear propulsion, quantum security systems, a sky garden, and a submarine cabin. These are things that ordinary tycoons can't even dream of. Even top-tier families might not be able to afford such a grand scheme. Miss Jiang's power is even more terrifying than we imagined."

"I used to think the Wang family had some influence in Shanghai, but now it seems they're like ants trying to shake a tree compared to this guy."

Someone murmured in disbelief, their gaze unconsciously sweeping over the Wang family members in the corner—Wang Haoyu had also arrived, his face pale and his eyes filled with disbelief. He was clearly also intimidated by the luxury of the "Starry Sky" and Jiang Wenxi's strength, and his previous arrogance had long since vanished.

"Don't you find it strange? This Miss Jiang was practically invisible in Shanghai before, so low-key that she was practically non-existent. This time, she suddenly held such a large-scale cruise banquet and invited all the prominent families."

"I heard that the Wang family recently started a studio, and it seems that this Miss Jiang invested in it..." As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around instantly understood, and their gazes towards the Wang family members became more playful and sympathetic—having offended such a hidden big shot, the Wang family was probably in big trouble this time.

"Even a medium-sized family like ours received an invitation, which shows how powerful Miss Jiang is. Today's banquet is less of an invitation and more of a declaration of power. The landscape of Shanghai is about to change."

Everyone stood on the deck, gazing at the luxurious scene before them and feeling the powerful aura permeating the air. They were all amazed, and their respect for Jiang Wenxi grew even stronger. No one dared to underestimate this previously low-key master of the No. 1 Tan Palace.

The crystal chandelier in the private room reflected a cool and luxurious light, making the rich aroma of red wine in the air even more distinct.

Jiang Wenxi leaned back on the custom-made rosewood sofa, her posture languid yet exuding a sense of oppression, as if an invisible barrier enveloped her.

More than twenty people stood straight beside her, their figures arranged in a staggered pattern under the lamplight, forming a silent human wall—Jiang Yan and Jiang Wei, her two confidants, stood with their hands at their sides, their expressions solemn.

All the heads of her investment company's various divisions were present, dressed in sharp suits, their eyes filled with awe and speculation.

Bodyguards Jiang Nan and Jiang Wen stood guard on either side, their black suits highlighting their muscular physiques. Their fingertips were almost touching the pistols at their waists, and their eyes swept across the room like those of hawks.

The other four bodyguards and the six members of the Zhenhun Security Group spread out in a fan shape. The former were calm and reserved, while the latter had the sharp aura unique to professional security guards, covering all the blind spots in the entire private room.

The room was completely silent, except for the gentle swirling of the crystal wine glass in Jiang Wenxi's hand, the deep red wine swirling within and creating fine bubbles.