Round 1

  The beautiful sleepless city is illuminated by the colorful neon lights, and the bright or dark seven-color light gives this city a thin gauze like cicada wings, wrapping the whole city in a dream.

  Ming Huang Guild Hall stands like a crane among chickens, standing still in the center of this city.

  The European-style design is magnificent and exquisite, with every detail demonstrating the building's unparalleled nobility and elegance.

  Ling Haotian, sitting in the VIP seat of Ming Huang Club, frowned and asked Lu Ping beside him: "Are you sure that Nangong Minglu is working here now?"

  Lu Ping smiled and nodded, he knew why his young master would ask this question. This was the top music hall in the city, where only masters came to perform.

  Nangong Mingluo, a little yellow-haired girl in her early teens, how could she possibly get on the stage here?

  "Ming Huang's people are also too much, thinking of eating stir-fried squid or what?" Ling Haotian's dissatisfied cold hum.

  The stage lights came on, and the clear sound of the guqin also rang out. Nan Gong Minglu sat elegantly in a silk cheongsam embroidered with flowers behind the guqin, her slender fingers dancing on the strings like a fairy of unopened orchids at midnight.

  A string of notes flowed out with the perfectly arched fingertips, flowing into Linghu Tian's every blood vessel and nerve, making him feel refreshed all over, as if the worldly dust was washed away by the ethereal music.

  Alright!

  Ling Haotian decided to take back his previous evaluation. He only knew that Nangong Minglu was a ruthless and cunning little witch, but he never thought she had such an extraordinary skill.

  "Miss Nangong, our young master has invited you!" Lu Ping blocked Nangong Minglu who was about to head home, extending an elegant invitation.

  Nangong Minglu looked at the man who was holding her, in his thirties, elegant and refined, with a pair of bright eyes shining with wisdom, having depth but not showing off.

  Nangong Minglu had a pretty good impression of him, and being called "young master" by such a man was quite respectful. That young master shouldn't be too bad.

  Nangong Minglu's heart had a few points of curiosity, and with Lu Ping, she came to the front of Ling Haotian, casually sitting down in front of Ling Haotian, Nangong Minglu was full of interest in sizing up Ling Haotian.

  Although he has the naivety of a young man, there is no sign of being tempered by the trials and tribulations on his body. However, he is very tall and handsome, with great momentum and a regal demeanor, as well as an overbearing aura that commands everything.

  Someone as outstanding as him will never be forgotten once you've met him.

  So, Nan Gong Ming Lu searched her memory and found him the moment she saw him, "Oh? It's you!"

  "What? You know me?" Ling Haotian was somewhat surprised.

  He should not have seen Nan Gong Ming Lu, although he did not want to admit it, but Nan Gong Ming Lu was indeed the kind of beautiful girl who would leave a lasting impression on people, if he had seen her, he should not have been left without an impression.