"Ding-dong! Congratulations, host, for corrupting a Heavenly Dao Level Son of Heaven. You have received 500,000 Villain Points!"
"Why am I the one corrupting people again?!"
Qin Feng was instantly speechless, at a loss for what to say.
Although he had suggested that Meng Youyou dance the Shaking Sun, it was Lao Zhao who had egged her on from the sidelines, and Qian Duoduo who had forced her with his money. How had all the blame ended up dumped on his head in the end?!
But now wasn't the time to dwell on that. He needed to tell Lao Zhao about the Hidden Sect.
After all, he hadn't made any effort all these years, and his halo was still Mythical Grade—it hadn't risen at all. Qin Feng needed to give him a good push. He absolutely couldn't let him keep lying low in the Library Pavilion.
"Hm!?"
Lao Zhao's body gave a shudder as he watched the dancing. He had the feeling that something nasty was staring at him.
But when he turned to look at Qin Feng, he didn't see the other man watching him. Instead, Qin Feng was completely absorbed in watching Meng Youyou dance the Shaking Sun.
"Not bad, not bad!"
Qin Hao immediately led the applause, as if he'd suddenly grown up in an instant.
Though Meng Youyou's Shaking Sun was a little bashful and awkward, with Qian Duoduo's money and Qin Feng's status among other factors backing her, she still saw the dance through to the end.
"It really was not bad!"
Zhao Changsheng nodded in agreement and put the nasty feeling out of his mind.
After all, the moon was bright, beauty was in his arms, wine filled the air with its fragrance, and the celebrated courtesan herself had taken the stage