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Shang Lu, walking ahead, bumped into Feng San, who was pushing a wheelchair.

Shang Lu’s demeanor was unfriendly, he said, “It’s you again!”

“Why can’t it be me?” Feng San scoffed, “Loser.”

“Just wait!” Shang Lu, infuriated to the point of turning red, retorted, “A gentleman’s revenge can wait ten years! At least Miss Si hasn’t driven me away, you must be jealous!”

Feng San, shocked by Shang Lu’s shamelessness, complained to Yu Xiheng, “Brother Nine, look at him. He’s clearly not as capable as me, yet he talks about protecting Miss Si. We should be the ones in charge!”

Shang Lu’s gaze shifted downward.

Yu Xiheng slightly raised his head.

A young, excessively handsome face met Shang Lu’s eyes, the hall’s lights softening the sternness in his features and adding a touch of nobility.

Shang Lu was momentarily stunned.

“All is well,” Yu Xiheng said, his presence subdued, tapping the handle of a folding fan in his palm, smiling gently, “Very well.” Feng San huffed again, “I’ll let you off this time.”

Confused, Shang Lu watched Yu Xiheng enter the room.

The assistant director, visibly nervous, asked, ‘Who was that gentleman just now, Shang Lu? Do you know him?”

“I don’t,” Shang Lu hesitated, “But he seems to have a close relationship with Miss Si.”

“Oh,” the assistant director exhaled deeply, relieved, “He had such a strong presence, I almost knelt before him.”

He quickly abandoned any thoughts of asking if the man wanted to join the entertainment industry.

Shang Lu mused, “His tone seemed a bit strange.”

“Let me think…” the assistant director recalled, then suddenly slapped his thigh, “Doesn’t it sound like an ancient emperor feeling gratified and emotional upon seeing the descendants of a meritorious subject?” He was proud of his insight.

After all, I am formally trained, I understand these nuances!

Shang Lu muttered, “Yeah, kind of, but it’s weird since it’s my first time meeting him.”

His thoughts drifted to the Thousand Army Alliance’s temple dedicated to the Emperor Yin.

The alliance had been disbanded before Emperor Yin’s arrival, and later reassembled.

If Emperor Yin were still around…

Shang Lu shook his head, dismissing his unscientific thoughts.

The two groups settled into adjacent private boxes.

Seven o’clock arrived, and the second performance officially began.

“It’s been a long time indeed,” Lu Ningsheng took the stage, apologizing to the audience, “I’m sorry for missing two episodes due to personal reasons. Now, let’s get started with our performance.”

“Who will be today’s Like King and which group will come out on top? Let’s wait and see!”

The crowd erupted in cheers.

Yu! Xie Yu!”

“Teacher Si! Teacher Si!”

“Our first group is from Teacher Mo’s team, led by Ye Qingyou,” Lu Ningsheng announced with a smile. “Let’s see what exciting performance they will bring us today, please!”

The fans cheered.

Ye Qingyou performed well, garnering 578 votes and temporarily occupying the position of ‘Like King’.

“Teacher Mo’s guidance is commendable, our student Ye has made rapid progress,” Lu Ningsheng nodded, “Next, we should have a highly popular solo center from one of our groups, he is—”

“Teacher Lu, there’s been a change in the order of performances, ” the director’s voice came through the earpiece, “Xie Yu’s group will go first.” Lu Ningsheng quickly adapted, “Xie Yu! Xie Yu’s group, please! ”

The screams from the audience intensified.

“AHHHHHH, Xie Yu!”

“XIE W! XIE W!”

Lu Yan, who was prepared to perform, was suddenly stopped by a staff member, and he reacted with displeasure, “What’s the meaning of this?”

“The director changed a few of the performance orders,” the staff member explained, “Your group is up next.”

This announcement immediately caused discontent among some trainees in his group, “What does this mean? Why do they get to go first?”