"Sister Su Lisi and Allen both look good. With a little dressing up, their temperament can be improved."
"But it's still not enough. My singing is average, and two people are not enough for an opera. It requires at least three people." Su Lisi shook her head quickly.
"We can always find more people, the problem can be solved, ahem." Triton looked at the three people at the table.
"Don't worry about their skills or acquaintances. The passengers on the Great Eastern are mostly from Cang Cui. The nobles there haven't seen the Dusk Brigade in years, so it's normal for them not to recognize new faces."
"But the problem is, they won't believe it so easily." Allen finally spoke.
"The risk is too great. Once exposed, you'll almost certainly be arrested, jailed, and then forced to work as a laborer in the mines."
"No, no, no, you don't understand rich people's ways." Triton began.
"I've met wealthy merchants and aristocrats. They don't necessarily understand art; they just follow the trend. Many people say it's elegant and prestigious, so they'll follow suit. As long as we provide a passable performance, no one will deliberately delve into the details."
"Because watching opera and singing is just entertainment for them. They don't take it too seriously and forget about it after a few days. But even for this kind of entertainment, the money that leaks out of the hands of those nobles is enough for us to eat and drink for a lifetime."
"Really, if we succeed once, we can earn the money we've worked hard for decades, which is worth it."
Seeing that Sulis was about to retort, Triton added another sentence.
"Little Luna is almost grown up, and you also want her to receive a good education so that she doesn't have to suffer with us in the future." After saying this, the other two also fell silent.
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