Three days later, at the venue of the Talented Women Unrivaled finals, the competition was underway!
Yet the two people drawing the most attention—Ye Lang and Zhen Xiaoyan—still had not appeared!
"I say, the competition is about to begin. Why hasn't that brat arrived yet? Surely he isn't planning to directly declare Zhen Xiaoyan the Court Flower this time, saying something like, if we don't give her the title, he'll wipe out the original winner?" Seeing that Ye Lang had not appeared, the judges present—the elders of those talented women—began making increasingly chaotic guesses.
"Based on what he said last time, that's very possible..."
"That should be impossible. The Ye Clan would never allow him to fool around like that!" someone said decisively.
"The question is, would that brat listen? If he did it, what could the Ye Clan do to him afterward? Judging by past experience, the Ye Clan would only shield him. At most, they'd give him some tiny punishment!"
"This..."
"Why is it like this? For no reason at all, why did that brat stick his foot into this? Isn't Zhen Xiaoyan fat and ugly? Why would he help someone like her?" Even now, many people present still could not understand why Ye Lang would help Zhen Xiaoyan.
Zhen Xiaoyan had neither family standing nor figure, and as for appearance, she had even less of that. Someone who seemed like she should never have crossed paths with Thirteenth Young Master Ye had instead, by some stroke of luck, received his help.
In fact, most of those people were also thinking that if Ye Lang took a liking to their own daughters or granddaughters and helped them, it might be even better than obtaining the Court Flower title of Talented Women Unrivaled.
Though Ye Lang was publicly acknowledged