“There are too few women in this world who are without desires or wants. You can’t force someone to do something they don’t want to do, can you?” Mo Chen couldn’t help but say.
"Young? My junior brother's favorite Mulan is a woman who is selfless and ambitious! The girl named Huayue that Wang Qiankun likes, although she is not without desires, is positive and only thinks of her lover Wang Qiankun!"
Mo Han said angrily, "Look at all these women, not one of them is like those two. They either crave wealth and glory, or they crave a beautiful life, or they even harbor hatred and jealousy..."
Mo Chen covered his head, too throbbing to speak: "This is a talent learned by your sect, how am I supposed to see it?! Even if I see the truth in their eyes, am I supposed to expose it? That's human nature, how can I stop it?"
Just as Mo Han was complaining and Mo Chen was looking helpless, the madam of the brothel suddenly stepped onto the stage and said, "Gentlemen who have come from afar are in luck! Today is the day Miss Xian'er will perform her dance. I hope you will enjoy it!"
"Stop talking nonsense, quickly call that fairy out!"
"Get off here, you old woman! I want to see the fairy!"
...
Hearing the insults from the crowd, the madam did not complain. Instead, she slowly walked off the stage and instructed her servants to call Xian'er.
"This woman is quite nice," Mo Han said, squinting at the madam.
Mo Chen almost fell off the table. Mo Han was indeed as Realm Lord Yan Ligu had said—unusual!
"Intelligent, resourceful, sociable, and with a kind heart, if fate had been kinder to her, she would surely have been a phoenix among women. What a pity..." Mo Han muttered to himself, looking at the madam sitting in the corner of the audience.
Just then, a beautiful figure descended from the sky and landed steadily in the center of the stage. Instantly, music began to play, and all eyes were drawn to the beautiful figure on the stage!
The gorgeous dance dress shimmered with crystals, and countless flowers bloomed vividly on the long skirt, carrying a faint fragrance.
She made no obvious sound with each of her movements, like a butterfly dancing in the wind, moving without pause in a miraculous dance!
Everyone was stunned, forgetting to speak, forgetting to drink, and even forgetting that their beautiful female companions were sitting beside them...
Mo Chen frowned slightly as he looked at Xian'er on the stage. He stared intently at the charming figure on the stage. The feeling she gave Mo Chen was too familiar, but he just couldn't remember it.
Mo Han's gaze softened as he looked at Xian'er on the stage. A pang of heartache welled up within him, and he longed to rush onto the stage and embrace the beautiful woman: "All the helplessness, grief, and sorrow brought by parting are buried deep within her heart. Whether she laughs or cries, she is always alone. Her heart is a broken mirror; it can clearly see all living beings, but it cannot see itself..."
In just one glance, in just one instant, Mo Han seemed to understand a person and see through a heart.
Mo Han thought that if she had the chance to meet the person on stage, he would mend the broken mirror in her heart!
As the music ended and the dance ceased, Xian'er proudly raised her head, gazing at the people below the stage who were staring at her with adoration. A disdainful smile appeared on her face, and then, without a second thought, she turned and left.
"Wait, my beauty! I'm the richest man in Yangcheng, marry me!"
"Xian'er, I will use ten thousand taels of gold to redeem you!"
"Young lady, I am a Grand Scholar of the First Rank, and I am in need of a wife!"
No matter how many people in the audience tried to persuade her to stay, how high a price they offered, or how much power they invoked, Xian'er left without hesitation!
Just then, Mo Han suddenly slammed his hand on the table and smashed it to pieces. Mo Chen, who was about to pick up some food, was so frightened that his hand froze in mid-air, and he dared not move an inch.
"Damn it! Who are you? You scared the hell out of me, you know that?!"
"Sit down right now, you pretty boy, it's not your place to speak!"
"So what if you're strong? You dare touch me, Wang Ba, and see what happens!"
Mo Han coldly surveyed the crowd, his gaze finally settling on the direction Xian'er had gone...
Even though she was startled, she was gone, without stopping or looking back.
Mo Han stood up, simply because she didn't want the filthy voices of the crowd to further affect her pure yet broken heart.
"What's her name?" Mo Han suddenly turned to the madam and asked.
The madam paused for a moment, then bowed respectfully and said, "This young master, her name is Xian'er. She is a fairy who descended from the sky to my royal city a few days ago."
Mo Han squinted, thinking of the faintly sad face on the stage just now, and shook his head, "...That's not her name."
The madam spoke respectfully, "This is what Miss Xian'er told me. As for her real name, if you want to know, it would be best if you asked her yourself."
Mo Han nodded. "I understand."
As he spoke, he took out his jade flute and handed it to the madam, saying, "This flute is called 'Old Bond.' If this brothel is facing ruin, you can play this flute, and it will save you from dire straits!"
The madam accepted the gift, and the people around her burst into laughter.
"Haha, how much could a broken flute be worth?"
"That's hilarious! If you don't have money, just say you don't have money! What are you pretending for!"
"I never expected there to be such a boastful person in the royal city!"
Upon hearing this, Mo Chen stood up and walked to Mo Han's side, saying with displeasure, "Mo Han, it seems this place really isn't suitable for us. Let's leave!"
Mo Han nodded, glanced at the madam who showed no sign of refusal, and said, "No matter what it is, I can help you!"
After saying that, the two of them flashed and disappeared on the spot!
"What happened?"
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