Wen Zhi's eyes darted away, but her lips parted in a shy smile, "Of course, you can interpret it any way you like."
"Wen Zhi, those are your very words, I'll believe them," Shang Hexing felt relieved, at least this time she wasn't responding with silence.
Wen Zhi gently nodded her head, "Hmm."
After Old Master Zhou and Old Master Han took their seats, the opera troupe that came to celebrate Old Master Zhou's birthday also took to the stage.
There were many pieces on the agenda today, starting with Old Master Zhou's favorite Jingju piece, "Borrowing the Eastern Wind." As the opera's melodies began, the atmosphere throughout the banquet became lively.
The younger generation wasn't too interested in Jingju, but today was Old Master Zhou's event, so everyone was very cooperative, and when it came to the climactic parts, they clapped and cheered along.
After "Borrowing the Eastern Wind" finished, they performed another Jingju piece, "Relinquishing Xuzhou."
