The tailored tailcoat, wavy hairstyle, and the reluctantly applied bright powder on his face made Liszt, fresh out of the dressing room, dazzling to behold.
"Perfect!"
Sir Meioubao patted Liszt on the shoulder, "You will be the center of attention for all the ladies at the ball tonight."
"I have no such intention, perhaps in a few years I will be very keen, but for now, sorry cousin, I have no plans to get to know any noble ladies."
"Words spoken against one's true feelings, those I will not believe. Rest assured, Liszt, the best thing in life is to meet the right person at the right time, don't just leave it to fate, you have to seize the opportunity."
"Is that why you, my cousin, are still unmarried after all these years?"
"Don't shift the subject to me; we are talking about you now."
