Old Master Tang's words did not comfort Tang Yue at all.
Although the fair was being held for two days and two nights, the opening was already such a failure. How could they wait until tomorrow?
Everyone had already left tonight, so why would anyone come tomorrow night?
"Alright, leave it to the staff. Go home and rest with me." Old Master Tang's heart ached for his granddaughter.
Tang Yue had no choice but to walk out with Old Master Tang.
When she walked out, she realized that the hall opposite was packed with people. Security guards had been dispatched to separate the fans outside.
Those fans were all holding fan signs. Some were Han Feng's fans, some were Rong Xiu's fans, and some were Su Bei's fans. Tang Yue snorted. "Morons!"
