After a long time in line, they finally reached the entrance.
But the guard at the door stopped them.
The tall guard silently held out his palm to Wang Ye.
Wang Ye did not quite understand what he meant.
Kunal stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear, "Master, he's asking you for a ticket."
Wang Ye remembered that tickets were required to enter.
Although the original owner's memories had completely merged into his mind, how could someone's memories be so easily digested?
Besides, ever since becoming a husband, Wang Ye had never needed tickets to watch variety shows. After so long, he had forgotten that he needed to buy a ticket to get in.
At that moment.
The people waiting behind them, seeing that they had been delayed for so long, could not help but start cursing.
"Come on, do you even have tickets?"
"Don't block the way! If you don't have tickets, let us go first!"
"Exactly. Blocking the entrance is wasting everyone's time."
No matter what others said, Kunal simply stood quietly beside Wang Ye. Since Wang Ye said nothing, she stood there obediently. No matter how unpleasant their words were, she would never think Wang Ye had been insulted or was in the wrong.
Whatever her master did, he must have had his reasons!
Kunal firmly believed that in her heart.
Wang Ye was embarrassed now as well.
He smiled kindly at the guard and asked, "Is this enough?"
He took out a golden bead.
The guard did not even look at it. Wang Ye was dressed extravagantly and accompanied by a female servant, looking like a noble.
The guard did not want to offend him either, so he said directly, "Sir, I only accept tickets here, nothing else."
"I understand."
Wang Ye nodded politely, put