Qi Yunxiao and Shen Qingyu immediately noticed the bruises and swelling on the faces of the class leaders.
Looking at his limping gait, it was immediately clear: he had been beaten up.
The woman had beautiful features, seemingly possessing an innate charm that she couldn't conceal even with her angry expression.
"Answer me properly!" Jiang Hai shouted angrily.
The troupe leader glanced fearfully at Jiang Hai, then knelt down with a thud: "Sir, we are a traveling opera troupe, the Yuexiu Troupe. My surname is Huang."
"I was hoping to go to Xia Kingdom to beg for a living. They celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival there with great fanfare, and many families hire opera troupes to perform..."
Seeing that the troupe leader was going off on a tangent, the woman interrupted him, saying, "The garrison soldiers saw us trying to cross the border and stopped us, making us put on a show for everyone for a few days."
Old Master Huang continued, "There's nothing wrong with acting, but they... but they..."
Master Huang looked like he couldn't bring himself to say it, which enraged Jiang Hai: "You old bastard, stop spouting nonsense!"
Upon hearing this, the woman, who had just been silent, angrily retorted, "What do you mean by 'utter nonsense'? You asked me to stay with you for a few days... saying that only if I kept you happy would we be allowed to go to Xia Kingdom to perform..."
"We're street performers, we may be considered lowlifes, but we don't sell our bodies!"
"Yunxi!" the old troupe leader exclaimed, seemingly wanting to interrupt the female lead's blunt complaint.
We don't even know who these people are, yet they say such things. What if they turn out to be birds of a feather?
Huang Yunxi looked at the troupe leader with grief and indignation: "Tour leader, this is our last chance. If it doesn't work, I will accept my fate!"
"At worst, I'll just die!"
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