The Eight Parties Congregate
Biên tập viên: Henyee Translations
The crowd of aunties who were pointing fingers at Miss Ran behind her back instantly wore unsightly expressions.
"What a foul atmosphere. Why can even a courtesan go inside the martial arts centre?"
"Isn't that right, is it a contest of martial arts or love songs? It really is weird."
When Hou Ping heard this discussion, she knitted her brows and turned to look at the gossipy women. "Miss Ran came here at someone's invitation. Will you please watch your tongue and don't speak carelessly."
At her words, the aunties all exhibited disdainful expressions, but they didn't dare to rebut Hou Ping.
After seeing that it was about time, Hou Ping ordered her men to close the door to the martial arts centre.
However, she soon heard a faint "Please wait."
Hou Ping turned around and saw several young sirs and misses ambling over as the crowd parted to make way for them.
Within the crowd, the screams of love-struck fools rose and fell in waves.