The Gathering of Beauties Banquet was nearing its end. The railings along both banks of the Zhi River were packed with people, a bustling sea of heads craning eagerly toward the banquet.
There had never been many places left for the public to begin with, and now it was packed to the brim.
A woman in a ruqun dress stood amid the crowd, looking somewhat disappointed as she sighed softly.
As she thought to herself, after coming all this way, she still had not seen that man. It seemed they truly had no fate.
Beside her stood a simple, honest-looking man, scratching his head as he gazed from afar at the four-sided stage atop the Zhi River's arched bridge.
What a pity—the distance was simply too great!
The man could only vaguely make out the lights and shadows onstage and hear faint strains of music. Yet he had already begun involuntarily imagining the courtesan queen's voice and appearance, grinning foolishly to himself.
This couple was the pair who ran the wonton and mutton soup stall by Nai Bridge.
Today, Xu Xiyue, the Sima Clan's lady, had bought all the mutton soup from their stall. The couple had then decided to come and witness the excitement of the Gathering of Beauties Banquet.
Who would have thought!
This vast sea of people was even more crowded than a bustling market fair. Amid all the shoving and jostling, they could barely move an inch.
The woman still could not forget the middle-aged man who had eaten mutton soup at their stall before—Demon Master Xu Jiangxian.
She had originally thought that if she could meet him again at the Gathering of Beauties Banquet, it would at least settle one matter weighing on her heart.
Yet after being here for so long,
she had discovered