The twelve groups of maidens formed a circle in the shape of an olive flower. They left a patch of snow at the center of the plaza, which looked like an elegant stage.
At this moment, a man in a black ceremonial robe appeared out of nowhere. He looked like a nocturnal prince who had accidentally barged into the Snow Elven Kingdom. He danced in a deft and skillful manner, leaving behind footprints of varying depths in the snow. Just like that, he approached Asha 'ruiya with a sense of charm and nobility.
He summoned a black olive flower like a magic trick and kissed the back of Asha'ria's hand like a gentleman. He then placed the olive flower beside Asha'ria's ear.
The black olive flower immediately turned white. Meanwhile, Asha'ria, who had been as still as a statue, came back to life …
"Holy crap, who's that guy?" Zhao Manyan's eyes widened. He stared at the man in the black suit who was dancing seductively beside Asha'ria.
"I want to know too! Didn't they say they were all women!?" Mofan yelled.
The snow maidens who had been 'resurrected' began their dance. Their soft bodies made people fall into an ocean of slim waists and beautiful legs, accompanied by a song that slid into one's soul … Everything was filled with divine beauty.
…
The beautiful ceremony came to an end at sunset. Mofan and Zhao Manyan had enjoyed the whole process and gained a better understanding of the Parthenon and the Saintess, but the man in the black suit was still very uncomfortable.
"A man who is able to show off his affection to the Saintess during such a grand ceremony is definitely not an ordinary disciple of a noble family," Zhao Manting rubbed his chin and began to guess the identity of the man that the whole city was envious of.
As a matter of fact, the hearts of every man in the world were broken when the man in the black suit showed up. The twelve teams of 144 Snow Maidens were supposed to belong to the whole world, and the Saintess was supposed to belong to everyone. However, when the man in the black suit showed up, it felt like all the beautiful feet, beauty, and long legs belonged to him. He was like the king of a kingdom of women!
"Seriously, the Parthenon Temple, didn't they consider the feelings of the men? A single piece of rat poop ruined a pot of good soup. It's so unbearable," Mo Fan grumbled.
"Bro, it's your first day knowing the Parthenon. The Parthenon is actually a bit of a feminist. If you want a man to join the ceremony, and dance with the Saintess, the man must have a powerful background!" Zhao Manyan said confidently.
"It's not part of the ceremony?" Mofan raised his brows and asked in confusion.
"It's like this; normally, Parthenon doesn't arrange for a man to join the ceremony. I don't think their problem with feminism is any better than the Alps Institute. There's only one reason why they would arrange for a man to join the ceremony … "Zhao Manyan analyzed carefully." You know about advertising, right? It's supposed to be a movie with a good plot, but it suddenly has some weird lines or logos? "
"Are you saying that Parthenon is advertising for the man?" Mofan asked in astonishment.
"I guess you can say that. Anyway, that man is no ordinary person. For a renowned clan like the Zhao Clan, who is as rich as a country, most of the time, the Parthenon Temple wouldn't even bother to talk to us about business, not to mention the fact that they are trying to arrange someone like him for a grand occasion like this. Mofan, I'm afraid you are too far away, at least in Asha 'ria's heart, "Zhao Manyan said.
"Are you crazy? She's an unmarried Parthenon Saintess. She can do whatever she wants. It's none of my business," Mofan said.
…
On their way to Parthenon, they met the believers who had just returned to the mountain. After the ceremony, they were all chatting and laughing. They were not as solemn as they had been on the street, and they seemed more energetic.
It was getting dark. Parthenon was holding a banquet in the Hall of Faith. All the 144 believers would attend the banquet, and some guests from afar would come too.
Kris learned that Mofan and Zhao Manyan were coming, so he came to invite them to the banquet.
Muse Pelina also came with them. After all, Mofan was Xinxia's relative. Xinxia was not allowed to leave the mountain as she pleased, but a Muse of a certain level should be sent to receive her. Pelina and Mofan knew each other, so Xinxia asked Pelina to come.
Parthenon had a lot of rules. If they wanted to meet Xinxia, they would have to go through a few obstacles during the day, unless they had to sneak around at night. The biggest obstacle was Tata, the old woman. She did not want Mofan and Xinxia to see each other too often.
This time, they just happened to bump into the festival banquet. Since they were here, they naturally had to attend. The two of them loved to be lively!
…
Parthenon's banquet had a lot of rules, too. The two picked a corner where they could see the beauties and enjoyed the food.
"That, that one over there, I noticed her when I was on the street. Look at her slender legs. I can play with them for an entire night without getting tired of them!" Zhao Manting pointed at one of the maidens who had already changed her clothes.
"If your ability to target beauties is as good as your magic, we won't have to suffer so much in the Pyramids … Purple stewardess, don't you want her?" Mofan said.
"Hehe, I like her better. Come, let's go. She has a lot of sisters with her. I'm afraid I can't handle them," Zhao Manyan said.
Mofan would never turn down a chance to flirt with a beauty!
Mo Fan had always been impressed by how thick-skinned Zhao Manyan was. On top of that, his ability to strike up a conversation was impressive. He was able to strike up a conversation with the ladies in just a few sentences. Most of the ladies were interested in a person's appearance, and they were quite fond of Zhao Manyan's pretentious demeanor.
Mofan believed he was different. He was purely relying on his charm!
"Did you two sneak in? Why didn't you cut the tags on your outfits?"
"Ugh … I rented them. I can't return them if I cut them."
These words immediately caused the girls to burst into laughter.
Many of the fairies were knowledgeable. They were not laughing at them. They just did not expect to see someone so interesting at the banquet.
"Look, Little Prince Ye is here. He's so handsome." The girl who was only 16 years old said excitedly.
"Yeah, he's so handsome. I want to dance with him, too!" the fairies Zhao Manyan had his eyes on said.
Zhao Manyan's lips twitched. He was obviously hurt.
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