The man’s shouting was abruptly cut off by a gasp of shock. Behind his dark glasses, Black Glasses’s eyes looked like they harbored a storm as he stared at the person before him. A smile still hung on his face, yet his eyes were so chillingly detached that he looked at the man as if he were already a corpse.
Inside Liyuan, Baili Xi was completely engrossed in the performance on stage. It was her first time listening to traditional opera, and the lingering, melodic tunes seemed to possess a unique charm. Every emotion—joy, anger, coy annoyance, or sorrow—was brought to life flawlessly by the performers on stage.
Su An sat upright, glancing over at Her Highness from time to time; seeing her focused gaze, Su An couldn't help developing a growing interest in the performance as well.
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