The Ode to Elegance Pavilion.

The ethereal sound of a zither floated through the air like the music of the heavens.

Looking from a distance, the lamps of the pavilion’s floor were brightly lit, casting wide shadows.

“Young Lord, Cha Jin is currently playing the zither for an extremely high-status guest. If you recklessly forge ahead, I’m afraid you’ll bring disaster upon yourself.” Madam Fangxiu looked conflicted. She whispered, “How about I go first and announce you?”

Su Yi relaxed the arm he had wrapped around her shoulder. “No need to trouble yourself. I’ll go up on my own.”

With that, he proceeded straight toward the Ode to Elegance Pavilion.

When she escaped his “demonic claws”, Madam Fangxiu sighed in relief, but when she saw what he was doing instead, she was instantly frantic. She chased after him, crying out, “Young Lord, you can’t go in there!”

Madam Fangxiu lowered her voice and said frantically, “I’ll be completely honest with you: even if Young Master Yuan’s father were here, he wouldn’t dare disrupt that honored guest’s good time… Hey…!”

It was as if Su Yi were deaf. Madam Fangxiu was so angry, she gnashed her teeth, and her almond-shaped...