When the melody ended and the nine girls finally left the square, the lingering notes of the music were still echoing in everyone's ears, making it hard for them to pull themselves out of it.
After that, there were several more wonderful performances, all of them extremely精彩.
Everyone watched while nibbling on the pastries on the tables, their eyes busy everywhere, and when they reached an精彩 moment, they clapped and cheered in unison.
The performances were精彩, but many people's thoughts weren't really on them; they were waiting for the announcement Chixiao was about to make.
Chixiao was now a Holy Land disciple and rarely returned to the Dali Dynasty. This sudden return, and hosting this banquet inviting all the young talents of Melt Fire City who had made a bit of a name for themselves in Martial Arts—the news he brought back was bound to be unusual.
Of course, not everyone was thinking that way—for example, Jia Kun.
