Li Wei leaned back in his seat. The Steam Car's distinctive vibrations made him feel as though he were sitting in a massage chair. He was neither annoyed nor angry, merely curious.
Anthony glanced at Li Wei through the rearview mirror, then answered.
"Actually, nothing has been announced yet. It's just that Theater News claimed today that it had an exclusive scoop on the celebration. According to them, of the three performances on the first day-morning, afternoon, and evening-the Sacred Hymn Troupe and the Glorious Troupe from Francis will handle the morning and afternoon performances respectively, while you'll be responsible for the evening performance. That's what the report said. They claimed to have inside information from the staff."
"Heh."
Hearing Anthony's answer, Li Wei chuckled and shifted in his seat.
"Inside information, huh?"
"Yes. The editor-in-chief of Theater News is Francisian, so I don't think it's surprising that he managed to get hold of that information."
"How interesting."
Li Wei nodded and gently stroked his cane. He had a pretty good idea of what this farce was about.
"So the Sashans intend to use the Francisians as targets to see what we're made of?"
"That's what I thought too. After all, they have nothing to lose."
Anthony had clearly reached the same conclusion as Li Wei. Although the City of Flowers and the City of a Thousand Joys were indeed at odds, the latter focused on music, while the former excelled in both culture and the arts. This time, the City of Flowers had brought out its specialty: theater.
But theater wasn't the City of a Thousand Joys' strong suit, so there was no reason for them to clash head-on with the City of Flowers over it. Instead, they could simply sit back and watch their rivals fight. If Li