Chapter 170 \n<h1>Chapter 170 [Big Shotâs Story 4] Your Marksmanship is Amazing</h1>\n
In the end, Chu Jiao did not manage to finish listening to the young Lord Duâs new play.
This was because Governor Yan had given instructions to change the tune of the play to a more jubilant repertoire.
âAll that endless weeping, how disheartening.â
With just these two phrases, the theater master, Du Shourong, immediately confessed his sins and hurriedly gestured to his adopted daughter on stage to change the play.
Although Du Xiruo didnât know the reason for this abrupt change, she could only obediently heed his commands.
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Everyone knew that Governor Yanâs methods were ruthless and terrifying.
âAre you worried that Iâll feel sad listening to it?â
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Even though she didnât like Chu Jiao, Cheng Biyun still maintained the haughty air of a Commanderâs daughter. Previously, she wanted to fight Chu Jiao fair and square. But, since the manâs attention was evidently not on her, she looked as though she was the one who harbored wishful thinking. In the end, the one who was humiliated was none other than herself.
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Every person in the room was consumed by their private thoughts until a polite knock resounded from outside the door.\nThe stage play had already changed to perform âRomance of the Western Chamber.â Zhang Sheng sang foolishly to Cui Yingying, âThe number of common women is as plenty as the fish in the sea, but only one orchid stands alone in the empty valley. My yearning of thee overwhelms meâŠ.â
A little tea-serving servant lowered his head and meekly entered the doors to replenish the tea for some people. Behind him, there followed Du Xiruo, who had yet to take off her thick makeup.
She had come to apologize.
Even though she didnât know why the Governor had suddenly requested a change in the repertoire midway through the program, he was still an influential figure who had immense power. Whilst, they, as nobodies, could only smile politely and sincerely apologize, unable to offend the other party.
The servant respectfully raised the copper pot and poured tea in the peopleâs cups.
He first filled Cheng Biyunâs cup full before filling Chu Jiaoâs cup with scalding hot water.
After doing all of this, he quietly bypassed the table and walked towards the Governor.
Although the original hostâs body was not versed in even the basics of the military arts, Chu Jiao herself had practiced it, so her senses still remained superior. Looking at the little servantâs footsteps, she could see that he was walking a little too steady, as though he was trained for this.
Her gaze congealed, and she lifted her cup to splash the hot water at the servant.