"Han Ziyue, over here."
When the three Han brothers had just walked into the center of the art exhibition, Empress Shangguan Linlang managed to spot them through the dense and stacked crowd with her first glance—who says she wasn't a god? Here, please, a round of applause—croak, croak.
Second Master Han, Han Ziyue, upon hearing the Empress's incredibly sweet voice, was utterly baffled. The thing was, at that moment, he genuinely had no idea where exactly the Empress was.
"Linda, have the Three Han Brothers arrived, too? Why haven't I seen them?" Shangguan's boy, Shangguan Zifeng, widened his eyes as he searched all over for the targets, but no matter how hard the young chap strained his eyes until they were near tears, he came up empty-handed. He could only turn his head again, looking at a certain kawaii girl, hoping she would kindly point them out again.
