106. The Seventh Prince of Beirong
On stage, Miss Yaoji held a colorful embroidered ball. Smiling, she gazed at the men below. All of them were fixated on the ball. The one who caught it would spend a night with the most famous dancer in Capital City. This was a titanic temptation for ordinary men who could only dream of catching a glimpse of Yaoji. Yaoji's gaze fell on Ye Li; she raised an eyebrow in a playful grin. Ye Li frowned. Something isn't quite right. Before she could figure it out, Yaoji threw the embroidered ball in her direction. The crowd gasped. Those far from the action could only curse in frustration, but those closer were totally focused on the airborne ball, raising their hands high to catch this unexpected blessing.
