"That's a legendary relic, a sacred relic that can unlock the treasures of Iberia. Sir Ivan is so generous that he even released 'it'."
"After all, it's just a legend. If he wants to win over that gentleman, he must show enough chips."
"That gentleman? Who is he?"
"Who else could it be? Mr. Jue Ling, a member of the Rothschild family and nephew of the Duke of Devonshire."
"...It's actually him? I thought he had been kicked out by the current head of Cavendish."
The voice was deliberately lowered and the dialogue was vague and vague. It was not that Xie Yuqing did not understand English, but the content they expressed was not within the scope of her understanding.
But one thing she realized.
She shouldn't stay here, lest she be discovered by those two people.
So she walked away quietly.
Returning to the main hall, Xie Yuqing decided to start with the guests inside.
She couldn't help but grab a passing guest and ask, "Excuse me, do you know" (Excuse me, do you know...)
But the man seemed to be startled by her, and quickly broke away, glared at her, and walked away with displeasure.
Are you afraid that you are not mute?
Xie Yuqing was confused and walked up to a guest who was sitting alone. Just as he was about to ask a question, the other person suddenly leaned back and scolded her in a bad tone, "You should've know the etiquette! Go away!" Don’t you know the rules? Go away!)
The first time someone scolded her like this, Xie Yuqing was so thin-skinned that she immediately blushed.
Noticing the cryptic looks from around her, she touched her nose, feeling a little embarrassed.
What should I do if I'm embarrassed? Then eat something.
Xie Yuqing retreated to the dessert table angrily, picked up some exquisite pastries, poured another glass of juice, and started eating unhappily.
What's so fierce! They're all here to celebrate Jiang Shirley's birthday. Are they so angry?
Sure enough, rich people have bad tempers!
Bang!
At this moment, the lights in the entire venue dimmed.
Amidst the slight commotion, clusters of fiery snake-like fire lights suddenly lit up, and neatly dressed waiters filed in holding strange-shaped candles.
As the waiters walked to the center of the main hall, the original dance floor slowly rose and turned into a magnificent round stage higher than the ground.
Snapped!
A bright white spotlight hit the stage.
The waiters just now disappeared quietly into the darkness, and were replaced by a woman with a good figure wearing a tube top striped dress.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome."
"I know that a large part of you are from far away, but I guarantee that tonight's 'competition' is well worth it."
The woman's movements are full of charm, and her voice has a hint of charm.
Just as Xie Yuqing was guessing what kind of alternative opening this was, the woman turned slightly sideways and gestured elegantly with one hand, "Without further ado, let's warm up the scene first."
The woman spoke English, but with some slang accent, and she didn't know where Jiang Shirley found it or why.
Xie Yuqing took a sip of juice, and after a moment of confusion, she noticed a tall box behind the woman.
With a "swish" sound, the woman neatly opened the black cloth covering the box.
The next second, an iron cage came into view.
Under the dazzling spotlight, a beautiful silver-haired woman was locked inside the iron cage.
The woman's silver hair reaches her waist, covering her breasts. A few shining blue light spots like scales can be vaguely seen, and...
A blue fishtail below her waist.
Fish... tail?!
Xie Yuqing fixed her eyes and after seeing the scene in the iron cage clearly, she couldn't help but spit out the juice she just drank into her mouth with a "pop" sound.