Higan was a stranger to Darkness Port.
She did not know how famous the Dreamy Visitor was or how alluring the lady owner was. She even had a beautiful voice and was known as one of the best singers in Darkness Port.
All she knew was that she wanted to stay in the restaurant for a while, so she decided to go in and have a look.
It was already 7: 30 pm.
The three-story Dreamy Visitor was almost full. Higan found a seat in the corner and sat down alone. She could hear the people talking about the lady owner's beautiful voice and how they were looking forward to her performance that day.
There's a lady owner who can sing here? Higan suddenly felt that it was interesting. Since she was a little bored, she might as well stay and listen to the lady owner sing.
**
8 pm.
Tang Ling finally finished the last blank. He put the hammer down and stretched his body.
Although he had been washing his face non-stop that day, he managed to use his time efficiently and improved a little.
"Little Tang Tang, are you done? Are you tired? "Boss Huang's voice came.
Tang Ling looked up and saw Boss Huang standing at the entrance with a bright smile. He was holding a dark green, sparkling bouquet in his hand and looked like a pervert. Plus, the boss called him Little Tang Tang, so Tang Ling could not help but feel disgusted.
"I know. I'll go after dinner," said Tang Ling impatiently.
However, Boss Huang strode up to him and did not care about his feelings. He grabbed him and stuffed two pieces of bread into his mouth.
The dry bread was stuck in Tang Ling's throat and he almost spat it out, but Boss Huang poured a glass of water into his mouth just in time.
Then, Boss Huang patted Tang Ling's back and forced the food into his stomach. "Are you still hungry?"
"You win!" Tang Ling was furious.
Boss Huang calmly placed the Sea Kiran flower into a delicate box and tossed a set of clothes into the smithing room.
"The Sea Kiran flower is not only beautiful, but its fragrance can also help you sleep and focus your mind. It won't wither for three months, "said Boss Huang as he put the flowers into the smithing room.
Tang Ling removed his shirt and wiped the sweat off his body. He then picked up the clothes that Boss Huang gave him. As he changed, he grumbled, "Why are you telling me this? I'm not interested in flowers. "
"It's nothing. It's just 12 Black Sea coins per bunch. If you don't want to owe me more money, you'll have to remember that if you spend it, you'll still be alive. If the flowers are gone, you'll be gone!" Boss Huang threatened.
Tang Ling gulped nervously. Should he run away with the flower?! Plus, it's 12 Black Sea coins! Boss Huang is too extravagant!
Boss Huang packed the flowers and walked out in a leisurely manner. His voice echoed in the smithing room, "Little Tang Tang, if you don't come out in five minutes, the consequences will be severe."
Damn, can you not call me Little Tang Tang?
Tang Ling did not run away with the flower. The temptation of 12 Black Sea coins might be huge, but Boss Huang, the cunning old fox, was a bigger threat.
Moreover, Tang Ling wanted to continue reaping benefits from him.
Even though he left the house before 8.10 am and sprinted all the way, he was still a little late when he arrived at the Dreamy Visitor that Boss Huang mentioned.
At this time, the Dreamy Visitor Tower was already full of guests. Standing outside the tower, one could see how crowded it was inside through the glass windows inlaid with shells. Even outside the door, there were many people standing, intoxicated by the singing coming from the tower.
Even though Tang Ling could not hear what the song was about from a certain distance, he could tell that the song was moving. When the singer sang, her voice was filled with deep emotions. The melancholy and sorrowful tone of the song was amplified to the extreme, and it was enough to draw tears from the listeners.
No wonder Boss Huang is so concerned about this. Is the lady owner really good at singing?
With that in mind, Tang Ling carefully protected the box in his arms and squeezed his way through the crowd.
Whenever he thought about what was about to happen, a sense of shame rose in his heart. However, he still squeezed his way through the crowd. He was almost touched by his own actions.
Look, I, Tang Ling, am a man of my word. I'm willing to go through fire and water for you, Boss Huang. Reaping benefits? That's impossible.
With Tang Ling's intelligence, he could still squeeze his way through the crowd if he wanted to. However, after he entered the Dreamy Visitor, he realized how ridiculous the crowd was. The huge three-story building was filled with people who were listening to the song. Even finding a good spot to watch the stage was not an easy task, let alone sitting down.
Left with no other choice, Tang Ling squeezed forward with all his might. According to Boss Huang, he had to be the first to reach the front. If he did not push forward with all his might, the lady owner would be long gone before he reached the front due to the surging crowd.
Would Boss Huang beat him to death then?
Just like that, Tang Ling was like an uncoordinated presence in the crowd. His attention was not on the lady owner's singing at all. Instead, he tried his best to squeeze his way through the crowd.
He focused on weaving his way through the crowd. Not only was the lady owner's heavenly voice unable to attract his attention, but he also did not notice that there was a pair of eyes that were glued to him the moment he stepped through the door.
The pair of eyes came from the second floor.
Due to the internal structure of the building, be it the people on the third or second floor, they could clearly see every movement in the main hall.
Therefore, Higan saw Tang Ling.
It was not that she wanted to notice Tang Ling, but when Tang Ling weaved his way through the crowd, he was like a fish swimming against the current and was very eye-catching.
However, the others who noticed the scene might just take a quick glance, but when Higan saw the slightly scrawny black-haired figure hugging the box in his arms like a money-grubber, carefully weaving his way through the crowd, a sense of familiarity and intimacy rose in her heart.
The feeling made it difficult for Higan to blend in with the crowd. It was even harder for her to get in touch with anyone.
She showed a sense of ridicule in her eyes, and her gaze never left Tang Ling.
When she saw Tang Ling step on someone else's foot on purpose and cause a commotion, he seized the opportunity to squeeze his way through the crowd. Higan felt like laughing.
Therefore, she laughed as well.
His chuckle was so abrupt in the quiet second floor that it attracted a few dissatisfied gazes.
The lady owner was obviously singing a sad song. Why is the girl laughing? Doesn't she know how to listen to the song quietly?
However, would Higan care about that? She did not care at all. She picked up one of the mutated sunflower seeds from the old civilization and put it into her mouth. It was a type of sunflower seed that had mutated from the old civilization.
She chewed it slowly while resting her chin on her hand and staring at Tang Ling without blinking. The feeling made Higan feel a sense of joy, which was rare for her.
"Forget it. The girl is so beautiful when she chews on sunflower seeds."
"Forget it. The girl's hands are beautiful."
The others did not know why, but ever since Higan caught their attention, they could not move their eyes away. Each of them came up with a few excuses in their hearts and decided to forgive Higan and not be calculative with her.
Little did they know that Higan did not care about what they thought of her. She was staring at Tang Ling with a faint smile under her veil.
She did not even think about why she would pay attention to the masked young man downstairs. Since she wanted to look at him, she would look at him.
**
Tang Ling had no idea about the little episode on the second floor, nor did he know that he was being watched.
All he knew was that he had exhausted 120% of his strength and endured many murderous gazes before he finally squeezed his way to the front.
He was less than 20 meters away from the stage where the lady owner was singing. Due to the rules, only a few tables in front of him were occupied by the VIPs, so it was not crowded anymore.
Tang Ling heaved a long breath. Out of curiosity, he started to size up the lady owner who was singing on the stage.
He wanted to know if a man like Boss Huang would be attracted to the lady owner because she could sing.
The answer was no!
When Tang Ling first laid eyes on the lady owner, he had a feeling that the lady on the stage was somehow attractive to all the men around her.
This kind of attractiveness was not because of her beautiful appearance, but because of her every move, every look, every smile, every movement, every movement, every movement, was filled with an indescribable charm. It felt like she was a woman who was very much like a woman.
Indeed, Tang Ling was an idiot. He did not have the concept of femininity in his heart.
He simply thought that the lady owner who was singing on the stage in a loose dress was what a woman should look like.
Maybe because she noticed Tang Ling's gaze, she unintentionally shifted her gaze to where Tang Ling was standing and ended the first song.
Tang Ling felt his face burning when he was stared at. He could not help but lower his head and scratch his hair before he giggled like an idiot.
Then, he successfully earned the disdainful gazes from the people around him. What an idiot! He must be another innocent young man who was attracted by the lady owner's charm.
However, the lady owner's first song had ended.
The thunderous applause from the crowd quickly snapped Tang Ling back to his senses. He was here to play the role of the flower delivery boy, so why was he giggling like an idiot? Why was he being shy?
After the round of applause, the whole Dreamy Visitor returned to silence as they waited for the lady owner's second song.
Finally, Tang Ling could wait on the spot without having to squeeze his way through the crowd.
However, after he stopped, he had a bad feeling in his heart as if someone was watching him.
With his Precise Instinct, Tang Ling was a hundred times more sensitive than a commoner.
Who was watching him? Under the mask, Tang Ling furrowed his brows and started to observe the crowd quietly.
The crowd was very dense. Was it the man behind him? Was it the table on the third floor? Yes … Tang Ling observed carefully. In order to avoid alerting the enemy, he tried his best to turn his head around naturally.
The lady owner's voice came from the stage.
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