Wu Dao remained silent the whole time. Observant individuals could tell that he wasn't very pleased with the performance Chu Mingyuan had prepared.
The next act arranged by Chu Mingyuan was a woman's sword dance. A woman proficient in sword dancing must have a solid foundation in martial arts, making this noble lady quite impressive.
Before she could finish her dance, Han Yuwen scoffed, "Emperor, these sword movements seem too frivolous. How about letting my maid perform for everyone?"
Han Yuwen's impolite remarks displeased Chu Mingyuan, but Wu Dao spoke before him, saying, "Fine."
Han Yuwen glanced at Chu Mingyuan again. Though his face turned ashen, he could only say, "If the dance is good, there will be a reward!"
Feng Qing stepped onto the stage with her sword. She cast a glance towards Su Yingxue as if wishing to pierce her with the blade.
