"The King of Han's Consort Selection Project—The Grand Finale of the Dragon Song Girls 101 Beauty Pageant officially begins!"
The gongs and drums roared, the firecrackers crackled in unison, the red flags fluttered, but there was no throng of people.
That was perfectly normal.
After all, this was a consort selection competition, aimed at selecting beauties or consorts, not to put on a talent show 101 for the masses of Taiying. Could the contestants who made it to the final round, each with their extraordinary skills, possibly show off their faces and figures in front of common country bumpkins? Even if the contestants agreed, the King of Han would not, and even if the King of Han agreed, Liu Gong would not, and even if Liu Gong did, the Queen Consort of Han would surely not.
Let's not forget, this was about the face of the King of Han; even for the girls competing to snatch her man, the Queen Consort of Han would protect them to a certain extent.
But too much zeal wouldn't do.
