Soon, the lights dimmed, and everyone turned their attention to the stage. The next moment, several spotlights illuminated it, revealing Tang Le—in other words, Tang Wulin.
At the sight of his face, Gu Yuena's purple eyes trembled slightly. A sense of familiarity welled up inside her, and she frowned. Who is he? Do I know him?
Tang Le began to sing onstage. Many girls in the audience wore lovestruck expressions, each ogling him with a lecherous gaze.
Wild screams and cheers rang out, interrupting Gu Yuena's thoughts. She frowned slightly at the scene.
"What a cheap trick."
For some reason, she seemed to be in a terrible mood. Seeing the girls staring at the man onstage like lecherous old men made her feel as if something heavy were weighing on her head, and her anger kept rising.
"Teacher Nana, what's wrong?"
Chen Ming noticed her darkening expression. The air around them seemed to have grown oppressive, so he hurriedly called out to her in a soft voice.
"...I'm fine. I just don't like concerts like this."
She quickly shook her head. Her expression softened as she looked at Chen Ming, then she reached out and grabbed his hand, giving him a serious warning.
"Once you grow up, you absolutely mustn't do something like this. Look at how crazy these girls are. I can tell just by looking at the man onstage that he's no decent person."
"If you ever learn from him and start performing onstage, I'll break your legs."
Chen Ming fell silent at that, a question mark appearing over his head. Is that really fair? And what does this have to do with me?
"I know... Why would I give up being a perfectly good Soul Master to become a singer?"
Faced with her piercing gaze, Chen Ming