People liked excitement. Even if there was nothing to look at, when they see other people gathering around, it wouldn’t make sense if they didn’t gather around too.
Hence, it wasn’t hard for ten people at the Hundred Flowers Convention to spread this scene to one hundred people. The whole place was filled with people listening to Ouyang Yufei’s fancy speech and his viewpoints.
In this overcrowded place that many people were still coming over to, LiuYue moved backwards noiselessly.
At the same time, Xuanyuan Che also retreated. From far away, the hidden guards came over one by one because they were probably worried that something would happen with so many people gathering here. This was a good time to take action.
Xuanyuan Che took one step back and was about to retreat when Ouyang Yufei suddenly took two steps back and grabbed Xuanyuan Che’s arm. He turned to smile at Xuanyuan Che and say, “Xiaohua, go grind ink. This Xiaojie* is so polite. I can’t disappoint her, so I will show off my calligraphy.”
[Xiaojie = young lady, young miss]
Xuanyuan Che’s face immediately turned black. This man actually treated him like a servant. And he called him Xiaohua. Ouyang Yufei’s Xiaohua didn’t come this time.
Before he could vent his anger, many people’s gazes had landed on him and silently urged him to hurry up. No one thought that he wasn’t Ouyang Yufei’s servant.
Xuanyuan Che glanced around the crowd for the LiuYue, who had already disappeared. He was now calm. Since everyone’s eyes were on him, it was impossible to sneak away. He also didn’t want to bring LiuYue any trouble.
So, he coldly shook off Ouyang Yufei’s hand. He walked towards that woman’s painting, as he swished his sleeves in anger. Want me to grind ink? Okay then.
With an expressionless black face, Xuanyuan Che reached the table and shifted. Something small flowed down from his sleeve and fell into the dark inkstone.
The ink stick quickly ground ink. No one had seen it. Even Ouyang Yufei was coincidentally behind Xuanyuan Che and didn’t see what Xuanyuan Che did.
He wanted Tianchen’s Emperor to grind ink for him? Then Xuanyuan Che would naturally fulfill his desire to stand out.
People liked excitement. Even if there was nothing to look at, when they see other people gathering around, it wouldn’t make sense if they didn’t gather around too.
Hence, it wasn’t hard for ten people at the Hundred Flowers Convention to spread this scene to one hundred people. The whole place was filled with people listening to Ouyang Yufei’s fancy speech and his viewpoints.
In this overcrowded place that many people were still coming over to, LiuYue moved backwards noiselessly.
At the same time, Xuanyuan Che also retreated. From far away, the hidden guards came over one by one because they were probably worried that something would happen with so many people gathering here. This was a good time to take action.
Xuanyuan Che took one step back and was about to retreat when Ouyang Yufei suddenly took two steps back and grabbed Xuanyuan Che’s arm. He turned to smile at Xuanyuan Che and say, “Xiaohua, go grind ink. This Xiaojie* is so polite. I can’t disappoint her, so I will show off my calligraphy.”
[Xiaojie = young lady, young miss]
Xuanyuan Che’s face immediately turned black. This man actually treated him like a servant. And he called him Xiaohua. Ouyang Yufei’s Xiaohua didn’t come this time.
Before he could vent his anger, many people’s gazes had landed on him and silently urged him to hurry up. No one thought that he wasn’t Ouyang Yufei’s servant.
Xuanyuan Che glanced around the crowd for the LiuYue, who had already disappeared. He was now calm. Since everyone’s eyes were on him, it was impossible to sneak away. He also didn’t want to bring LiuYue any trouble.
So, he coldly shook off Ouyang Yufei’s hand. He walked towards that woman’s painting, as he swished his sleeves in anger. Want me to grind ink? Okay then.
With an expressionless black face, Xuanyuan Che reached the table and shifted. Something small flowed down from his sleeve and fell into the dark inkstone.
The ink stick quickly ground ink. No one had seen it. Even Ouyang Yufei was coincidentally behind Xuanyuan Che and didn’t see what Xuanyuan Che did.
He wanted Tianchen’s Emperor to grind ink for him? Then Xuanyuan Che would naturally fulfill his desire to stand out.
