Satisfied, she walked into the sunset, squinting her eyes and sighing about how peaceful life was. But her friend kept glancing over, each sigh louder than the last, making it impossible for her to ignore.
"What's the matter?" she asked, turning her head in resignation.
"I just feel it's a shame that you have such a beautiful face, yet there's no one to cherish you," He Qingran said, letting out another long sigh.
"So, you're saying I'm beautiful just for others to look at? Can't I enjoy it myself?" Xia Zhaoyun pursed her lips. She pulled He Qingran's arm to check her watch. "We have less than an hour."
The two of them quickened their pace, hurrying toward the grand auditorium.
The grand auditorium was massive, often hosting performances for thousands of people. It had three layers of seating divided into twelve sections, and the seat assignments were very specific.
