"Excellent! Excellent!"
Watching the Divine Music Academy students who had just finished their performance, Qingyan who was in a purple robe being a senior musician of the Musician Mansion, nodded in satisfaction.
This time, the Musician Mansion had only ten slots for selection, which had long been pre-fixed with the Divine Music Academy taking up six and the ordinary musicians taking up four. It was merely a formality now.
The Sea Race empire has been around for many years, and apart from the responsibilities that must be handled by the Imperial Clan, all other privileges had long been divided. The web of vested interests is rooted deeply, making it impossible for outsiders not having any connections to enter this circle.
Those ordinary musicians who didn't know this and were still foolishly dreaming of becoming a court musician to rise to the sky, it was simply a pipe dream.
In the eyes of Qingyan and the others, it was as ridiculous as a clown.
