For Lord Luo's birthday banquet, the guqin and dance had already been arranged. After Ye Futian learned the song, the guqin player left. The steward also told him what to look out for the next day.
Ye Futian and a group of women stayed there to rehearse. The group of women all had excellent figures and outstanding looks, especially the main dancer. She was about 18 years old and had a sexy and seductive figure, but she had a youthful and moving face. She wore a sexy and thin dress and when she danced, it was enough to make people lose themselves in her.
Ye Futian lowered his head to play and heard a charming voice. "Why don't you look up?"
Lifting his head, Ye Futian saw a beautiful face appear in front of him. He smiled. "You're too charming. I'm afraid I'll play wrong."
"You're so interesting." The woman giggled. Her dress fluttered and she flew onto Ye Futian's guqin.
"Do you want to play together?" The woman danced in front of Ye Futian. She was very charming and seemed to be teasing him. It was rare to see such a handsome young guqin player. He was handsome and gave people a comfortable feeling.
"I have a girlfriend," Ye Futian said with a smile. Ye Futian smiled. The woman was stunned for a moment, but then she giggled. The women behind her also giggled.
"You're dreaming. Remember, my name is Yun Rou. I'm going to marry a powerful cultivator. I'm not interested in you," Yun Rou said.
"I'm Ye Futian." Ye Futian chuckled and continued to rehearse. Soon, the group became familiar with each other. From their conversations, Ye Futian found out some things. Tomorrow was Lord Luo's birthday banquet, and many important people from the City of Donghai would come to attend.
Of course, what Yun Rou and the others knew was limited. After all, in the Divine Prefectures of the East, if one was not talented in cultivation, their status would be very low even if they were pretty. Even if they had the chance to marry a powerful cultivator, they could only be a concubine. Once they passed the prime of their youth, their fates would be miserable. After all, those in a higher plane would look younger and live longer.
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The next morning, the Luo Palace was bustling with activity. Many people were busy preparing for the banquet. At the same time, there were people outside to welcome the guests.
Of course, none of this had anything to do with Ye Futian's group. They were still rehearsing. At noon, the guests arrived one after another and went to the banquet.
Ye Futian and the others entered the venue early.
The banquet was very grand. The seat at the front was naturally for Lord Luo, the host of today's birthday banquet. On both sides of the banquet were two long rows of seats for guests. The seats closer to Lord Luo's seat, the higher the status of the guests.
The space between the two rows of seats was very wide. A low platform was built at the back, and a golden carpet was laid on the ground. Yun Rou and Ye Futian were arranged to sit there. It would add some color to the birthday banquet, and it would not affect the mood of the guests in front.
Before the guests had even taken their seats, the music and dance had already begun. A group of laughter could be heard. Lin Xiyue, Xiao He, and the group of young men and women arrived first. They sat at the back, and Lin Xiyue even smiled at Ye Futian.
"It's rare for our Xiyue to have a good impression of a boy, but it's a pity that he's just a musician." Xiao He chuckled beside Lin Xiyue's ear. Lin Xiyue rolled her eyes at her and said, "Don't talk nonsense."
"What are you guys talking about?" A rather handsome youth walked over and asked with a smile.
"Brother Luo, it's nothing." Lin Xiyue shook her head.
"Xiyue, I heard that the young musician was recommended to the Lord Manor by you. Is he your friend?" Luo Luo asked.
"I've seen him twice. Since he wanted to enter the Lord Manor to see the world, I helped him when I was passing by. Brother Luo, you won't mind, right?" Lin Xiyue smiled.
"It's a small matter. I can let him stay in the Lord Manor as a musician," the youth said with a smile.
"After the banquet, ask him if he's willing." Lin Xiyue smiled.
"Okay." The youth nodded and left. Xiao He, who was beside her, whispered, "The young Lord seems to be interested in you."
"You little girl, don't talk nonsense." Lin Xiyue felt a bit helpless.
"Of course not. Although I'm not as handsome as him, my status is like heaven and earth," Xiao He said with a smile. Lin Xiyue could only let her be. She knew that this girl liked to joke.
Young girls liked to let their imaginations run wild, but Ye Futian naturally did not know what they were thinking.
At that moment, a majestic figure walked over. His steps were majestic, and his eyes were bright. After he arrived, many people cupped their hands and greeted, "Lord."
It was the host of today's banquet, Lord Luo.
Ye Futian raised his head and looked at Lord Luo. He was dignified and dignified.
"I haven't seen you for a long time. Lord, you've become even more radiant." Someone walked over with an extraordinary aura.
"Lord, I'm here to celebrate your birthday."
Many people arrived one after another and cupped their hands in greeting.
"I'm here to celebrate your birthday, Lord," a bright voice said. A few people walked over.
"You're too kind, Chief Xia," Lord Luo replied with a smile. Although he was a Lord, he did not have any real power. In name, Xia Feng was the most powerful person in the East Sea Prefecture. Of course, in reality, Xia Feng was far from it. For example, the Nandou Clan, which used to rule the Nandou Nation, may have declined, but they still had many years of history. A mere chief could not compare to them. There were also the seven schools of Donghai Academy and many top clans. All of them could look directly at Xia Feng.
A young man behind Xia Feng cupped his hands and greeted Lord Luo, "Junior Xia Fan greets Lord."
"Nephew Xia is becoming more and more extraordinary," Lord Luo praised.
"This kid is always idling around. Now that Lord Luo has praised him, he's going to get cocky again," Xia Feng laughed heartily.
At that moment, Ye Futian, who was playing the guqin, raised his head and looked in that direction. The moment he saw Xia Fan, his eyes flashed with coldness. What a coincidence to meet Xia Fan here.
As soon as Xia Feng and Xia Fan sat down, Xia Fan's eyes began to admire the beauty's dance. When he saw Yun Rou, his eyes flashed with lust. However, when he saw the young man behind her, he could not help but squint his eyes.
He actually saw Ye Futian in the Lord's Residence.
That day on Mount Tianyao, he did not die? That crazy Snow Ape actually let him go?
Of course, Ye Futian saw Xia Fan looking at him. When their eyes met, Ye Futian could clearly see the mockery in Xia Fan's eyes. In Xia Fan's eyes, Ye Futian was just a nobody that could be bullied. Even if Ye Futian was alive, Xia Fan would not care.
To the vice chief of the East Sea Prefecture, Ye Futian did not care about Ye Futian, who came from the City of Qingzhou. Ye Futian's only backer, the Guqin Devil, was probably crippled now. It was a pity that Ye Futian's uncle died at the hands of the Snow Ape because he wanted to deal with the Guqin Devil.
"What are you looking at?" Xia Feng asked.
"Nothing, just an interesting person," Xia Fan said with a cold smile. The Guqin Devil's disciple was a musician in the Lord's Residence. It was indeed interesting.
Ye Futian calmed himself down and played the guqin. He was not worried when he saw Xia Fan. He had the student token of Donghai Academy. In the Lord's Residence, under the watchful eyes of everyone, not even his father, the chief of the East Sea Prefecture, would dare to kill him.
"The Nandou clan is here to celebrate Lord Luo's birthday." At this time, a voice came. Lord Luo looked at the people who walked over and laughed loudly. "Brother Nandou, I hope you have been well."
The two people who walked over were a middle-aged man and a young man. They were Nandou Wenshan and Nandou Kai, representing the Nandou clan. They were father and son and had a high status in the Nandou clan. They were here as representatives of the Nandou clan, showing their respect for Lord Luo.
"Lord Luo, I hope you have been well." Nandou Wenshan cupped his hands and smiled. Lord Luo personally led him to the seat closest to the front.
"Brother Wenshan is here too," another voice came. Nandou Wenshan, who had just sat down, stood up again and looked at the group of people walking over.
"How did the two of you get together?" Nandou Wenshan asked, smiling.
"We met on the way, so we decided to travel together." One of them had a jade-like face. Even though he was wearing simple clothes, he still looked extraordinary. There was a sense of otherworldliness about him. The person next to him was also extraordinary. It was an old man who was in high spirits. He smiled at Lord Luo and said, "I am here to congratulate you on your birthday on behalf of Donghai Academy."
"You're too kind," Lord Luo cupped his hands and said. Then, he led the two to their seats. They also sat at the front.
The group in front of them talked and laughed casually. It was obvious that they were of equal status.
"The Art Saint is good friends with Lord Luo. He comes every year to celebrate Lord Luo's birthday."
"I heard that the Art Saint's plane is becoming more and more unfathomable. The person who came with him is an important figure from the School of the Emperor Star."
"Behind him is Zhou Mu, right? A five-starred Glory Summoner and a young genius. He is indeed extraordinary. I heard that the Art Saint wants to arrange a marriage between Zhou Mu and the Nandou clan."
"The Art Saint wants to make up for the regrets of the past. However, this time, the little princess of the Nandou clan is even more outstanding in both appearance and talent. The Nandou clan values her very much and doesn't want her to be involved in relationships." Many people in the back whispered. The young masters were also whispering.
Their voices were very low but Ye Futian heard most of it. He looked at the group in front of him, especially the middle-aged man with a jade-like face and an extraordinary aura. Was he the Art Saint who destroyed Master's Life Spirit?
The Art Saint was actually good friends with Lord Luo. He finally understood why Auntie Tang said it was impossible.
It seemed that there was no hope for Lord Luo. He couldn't help but feel disappointed. He didn't know when Master's injury would recover.
Other than the Art Saint, people from Donghai Academy and the Nandou clan also came.
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