"Hmph..." Mo Fan didn't say anything, but his face looked ugly.
Ye Liuzhang is the eldest son of Louwailou, the number one assassin organization in the current empire. Although assassin is a relatively dark profession, after a certain position, many powerful people may no longer be a secret.
If a killer no longer hides in the darkness, is he no longer a good killer? A killer does not only walk in the darkness, but a truly powerful killer is one who walks in the light and still scares others.
A handsome man with a prominent background and extraordinary strength, he immediately became the focus of everyone's eyes as soon as he entered the hall. He looked around, with a gentle and charming smile on his face, as if he was not a killer, but an elegant young man.
Someone led him to the field, and he bowed to Ming Jili before sitting down in a seat next to him.
Ming Jili didn't think there was anything wrong with a killer sitting next to him. He still watched the performance with an unchanging expression, but everyone could see that his attention was not there at all.
Perhaps those in the hall at this moment are Ming Jili, Ming Xixuan and Ye Liuzhang who are the most special. The three of them have special identities and are obviously not interested in the choice of oiran in front of them. They are doing their own things.
Ming Xixuan searched the whole place, but did not see Ying Zhuyue's figure. After sitting for a while, he wanted to leave. However, due to the presence of his uncle, he could not leave.
Ye Liushang also had the same idea.
Ming Xixuan and Ye Liuzhang, who were both the fourth young masters of the capital, were sitting at the top. Mo Fan and Meiliangxin felt extremely uncomfortable looking at them. It was impossible for the organizer of the Famous Flower Club not to know their situation.
I don’t know if this arrangement is intentional or unintentional.
Zhiwen whispered in Ming Jili's ear, with a very angry look on his face. He was probably talking about being chased by Mo Fan and the others yesterday. Ming Jili couldn't see any expression on his face, so he turned his head and looked at Mo Fan thoughtfully.
Fan took a look here.
"I understand this matter." He said no more, Zhiwen pouted, thinking that I have been bullied like this, and I don't even know how to comfort me...
Mo Fan felt Ming Jili's gaze, and then looked at the look on Ming Zhiwen's face, and it suddenly became clear to him. He didn't change his expression, but he was a little disapproving.
After a while, Die Wu had not appeared yet. Someone became anxious and asked, "Why hasn't Miss Die Wu appeared yet?" That person was Gu Shutong, a student of Piaomiao Academy, one of the three major academies in the empire.
At this time, a beautiful middle-aged woman walked out of the side door with an embarrassed look on her face and said, "My lords, Haihan, Miss Die Wu will not participate in the Oiran Competition today."
As soon as these words came out, the hall suddenly boiled with questions.
The middle-aged beautiful woman waited for everyone's voices to subside before she said: "Miss Diewu is ill, and I hope you will understand me. However, although she will not participate in the oiran selection, Miss Diewu will serve everyone at the end.
Dance alone."
After saying these words, the atmosphere in the hall relaxed. This is evident from the reputation of Miss Diewu in the imperial capital.
She didn't participate, and the ones who were happy were naturally the famous actors in the scene. Mo Fan couldn't hide his disappointment, looking at Ye Liushang, he was a little depressed, "Miss Diewu changed temporarily, could it be because of this guy?"
Ye Liushang did not come here for Die Wu, so he had no expression on his face when he heard the news. Ming Xixuan shook his head and thought: Die Wu is a childish person.