Chapter Five Hundred and Ninety-Five
Long Xiaoshan lifted his head and saw a group of Dancing Girls, moving in rhythm with the drumbeats as they entered. Each dancer was clad in golden gauze and wore a veil, barefoot, each with a figure that made it impossible for men to look away.
Long Xiaoshan was a man, after all.
He was, of course, captivated.
As he watched this group of Dancing Girls step in time with the drumbeats to the center of the Golden Great Hall,
they followed the rhythm of the music,
dancing gracefully within the hall.
