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"Who came up with these names?" Bei Yutang asked.

Seeing her interest, the receptionist explained, "These were all chosen by our boss himself. He said the palace names weren't chosen randomly; they were all found in ancient books. Furthermore, each palace's name has a story. Take the 'Chenxiao Palace' in front of you, for example. It's said that a thousand years ago, a stunningly beautiful woman once lived there."

"Do you know which dynasty the Chenxiao Palace was from?"

"Our boss didn't say that."

"Which ancient book did your boss find it from?" Bei Yutang continued to ask.

Is the name a coincidence or...

If the receptionist shook her head, "I don't know, the boss didn't say it clearly."

"Is this box occupied?"

The receptionist apologized, "Sorry, this private room is reserved for our boss and is not open to the public."

"Oh." Bei Yutang felt a little regretful, but didn't care.

Bei Yutang noticed that the names of the boxes afterwards did not contain the name of the palace from the previous world. It seemed that this was just a coincidence.

At this time, several handsome men were sitting in the box of Chenxiao Palace.

"Yan, what's wrong with you recently? You always seem absent-minded." One of the young men asked the handsome man sitting in the main seat.

"fine."

"I heard there's a story behind the name of this box. Can you tell me about it?"

The eyes of the man named Yan grew slightly darker, and a dream unconsciously emerged in his mind. In the dream, he saw a palace with a vague shadow inside, a very beautiful back.

This dream has been following him for several years, and he has always wanted to peek into it, but to no avail.

This is the secret in his heart.

"Chenxiao Palace" is the name of the palace. He didn't know what he was thinking at the time, he just wanted people to know this name.

"I just picked it randomly."

Now that someone asked him about it, he was reluctant to talk about it.

Seeing that he had no intention of saying more, the man tactfully stopped asking.

At this time, Bei Yutang and his group were led to the end of the corridor. As soon as the receptionist opened the door, the door of the box opposite opened at the same time, and a pungent smell of alcohol wafted out.

Three men and one woman came out, all of them smelled strongly of alcohol. One of them was a fat, middle-aged man who was carried by two men. He smiled at the woman next to him from time to time, and his smile was indescribably sinister.

They were about to enter the box when the middle-aged man who was the most drunk saw Bei Yutang. His eyes suddenly lit up and he walked straight towards her, staring at her with lustful eyes.

"Little beauty, brother will treat you to a drink."

Bei Yutang walked straight into the private room without looking around. Feng Ming glanced at him coldly and followed him in. The receptionist hurriedly closed the door of the private room, fearing that if something started to happen, it would be difficult to resolve.

"Hey, beauty, don't go." The drunk middle-aged man insisted on going forward to open the private room.

The two men holding him tried to stop them. From the clothes of the two men who had just entered, they knew that they came from wealthy families and it was not easy to offend them.

Seeing this, the two men also persuaded: "Mr. Wang, if you want to find a girl, I will take you there."

"yes."

Mr. Wang, for some unknown reason, said shamelessly, "I absolutely must have her drink with me today. If you two can't do even that, then that contract, hmph..."

The following words were self-evident, and the two men's expressions suddenly changed.