Pei Ye was about to reply when the door was suddenly pushed open, and a young girl walked in.
It was none other than Yi Chengxin, who had just performed on stage; she had already changed out of her costume. Pei Ye had guessed she was young even with her stage makeup, and now, looking at her, he was sure she was no more than sixteen or seventeen.
The girl herself was even more radiant than with her stage makeup on, slim with pale skin and a calm and gentle demeanor, just like the Immortal Herbs and secluded orchids she portrayed on stage. Her gaze swept across Ji Yun and Pei Ye, finally resting on the old man.
"...Have all the guests left?"
The girl's serene aura seemed to permeate the room, soothing even the old man who a moment ago had been jesting and laughing. He spoke in a gentle voice, "Sit for a while?"
Yi Chengxin, however, shook her head and, looking directly at the old man, performed a formal farewell bow.
"..."
