The rear garden of Your Highness' Mansion.
All kinds of flowers bloomed in profusion around a vast, man-made lake, filling the air with a pleasant fragrance.
In the center of the lake was a circular clearing where enchanting dancers swayed and sang with graceful elegance.
Extending from the central clearing was a pavilion built over the lake.
Lin Hao and Duan Xinyu were seated in the pavilion, admiring the dance.
Lin Hao had arrived some time ago. Once here, Duan Xinyu had seemed to relax and invited him to watch the performance.
Throughout the performance, Duan Xinyu hadn't said a single word, nor had the middle-aged man, Yue Zhongyin.
It seemed they invited Lin Hao here simply for a gathering.
But everyone knew things were far from that simple.
As the dance concluded, the dancers bowed to the pavilion before departing with an ethereal grace.
"Lin Hao, what do you think of these dancers?" Duan Xinyu suddenly asked.
