And just like that, thanks to Feng Hao's smooth-talking, a bunch of the martial arts hall's members were successfully won over.
When he returned to the performance hall, everything was ready. The once-resplendent hall was now suffused with a gorgeous, high-tech aesthetic. Combined with the dazzling lights overhead, the effect was stunning.
Feng Hao was very pleased with the stage design, but the vast performance hall was nearly empty. Even with the group of youngsters he'd just hustled over, it was impossible to fill all the seats.
"Brother Feng, the venue is pretty much set up. Is there anything else you need?" a few staff members asked as they approached.
"No, we're good. Go tell Yao Ying and the others to warm up and get ready to perform," Feng Hao said with a faint smile.
Hearing this, the staff members ran backstage to notify Yao Ying and the other two.
