*Martial Master of Claria* nails the clash of eras: embroidered black tangzhuang versus glitter-laced tuxedos. The man in the orange shirt and floral tie? He’s not comic relief—he’s the audience’s proxy, wide-eyed as chaos unfolds. His clenched fist? Not fear. It’s realization: this banquet isn’t celebration. It’s a reckoning. 🍷✨ Style isn’t costume here—it’s character armor.