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Chapter 55 – Your Highness, I think we are destined to meet!

The steward sighed lightly. As the confidant of the current head of the Han family, he knew everything about the family's situation.

The mistress of the family did not conceive for a long time after marrying into the Han family. She gave birth to Han Juan when she was almost thirty years old, but did not expect that Han Juan had an innate Yin pulse and almost died at birth. They had to use all kinds of precious treasures to barely save his life.

In order to keep Han Juan alive, they had to painfully send him away to follow a Taoist master to learn skills.

It was not easy for Han Juan to survive until now.

He had now become one of the most talented disciples of the Taoist master, having broken through the twelfth level of gathering spirit at a young age. Although he had a deficiency in innate essence blood, he still had the chance to advance to the second-grade spirit fetus.

Now, the various schools and families were fighting for the fate of the country of Kingdom Li.

Han Juan was not only a disciple of the Taoist master, but also the only legitimate son of the Han family.

Returning at the crucial moment of the Hundred Schools of Thought Conference, he looked like the chosen one!

However, influenced by the Taoist master's philosophy of tranquility and inaction, Han Juan had no desires at all.

The steward was a little headache. "Young master, are you going home?"

Han Juan knew the style of the Han family and was not interested. He yawned and took out a jade pendant from his neck, throwing it to the steward. "Take this back to my parents to report safety. I'll just wander around the city myself."

After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the city gate without letting the steward follow him. The steward had no choice but to put the jade pendant in his pocket.

People were coming and going in the city, and the streets were crowded.

Han Juan didn't know where he wanted to go, so he just went with the flow and followed the crowds. He spent the afternoon seeing many people and scenery that were only found in the mortal world, but there were few things that caught his attention, including the so-called scholars of the Hundred Schools of Thought.

In the blink of an eye, it was already dusk.

Han Juan glanced at the setting sun in the west and felt that the so-called worldly affairs were not interesting. He planned to find a way back home, but found that it was already close to dusk and there were more people on the street, all heading in one direction.

He was curious and stopped a passerby. "Excuse me, can I ask where everyone is going?"

"To...oh!" The person he stopped suddenly became anxious when he saw everyone else running and directly handed him a piece of paper before following the crowd.

Han Juan opened the paper and saw neat handwriting on it.

"Shang Mo Bookstore's new store opening?"

"Hua Chao girl specially dedicates a song?"

"All citizens of the city can listen to the music for free?"Han Juan smacked his lips. He had hardly communicated with anyone today, but that didn't mean he was unaware of the situation in the city. At least he had heard about "Shang Mo Bookstore" and "Hua Chao" more than once from others.

In summary, there were two main points.

Firstly, Shang Mo Bookstore had been very popular recently, but even if the boss behind the scenes was amazing, it was difficult to resist the siege of several major bookstores.

Secondly, Hua Chao was extremely talented and a rare singer, but she had not appeared for half a month and no one knew where she had gone.

"It turns out there is a relationship between these two things."

"No wonder these people go to listen to music for free."

"Well then, let's listen to this song before going home."

Han Juan yawned and followed the crowd.

...

The new location of Shang Mo Bookstore was in a bustling area, right next to the inner river of Jiangcheng, surrounded by high-end restaurants and brothels.

At night, even flower boats would float in the river.

But there were no flower boats tonight because Ying Wuji had already announced that any brothel daring to float a flower boat on the river tonight would be visited by him tomorrow and guaranteed to be destroyed.

Faced with this threat, all the brothel owners chose to avoid the limelight.

As for the purpose...

The inner river of Jiangcheng was wide and narrow, and the new location of Shang Mo Bookstore was in the narrowest part. A stage had been set up and many Mohist artisans had been invited to build a three-story high, tiered seating area on the empty space on the other side of the river, which could accommodate thousands of people listening to the play on the other side of the river at the same time.

The stairs were crowded with people discussing the ribbon-cutting ceremony.

After all, they had never seen such a big event before, and even if they had, it had nothing to do with them as common people.

"This..."

In the crowd, Zhao Ning raised his head and looked at the seating area that was higher than the surrounding buildings, feeling a little emotional.

He never expected that a mere bookstore's ribbon-cutting ceremony could have such a fantastic temporary structure designed.

At the upcoming grand event, it might be worth learning from.

Ying Wuji had such talent, and it was not in vain that he was the first to come and see him after he left the palace.

Zhao Ning took out a bronze mirror from his arms and carefully examined his own face, which was handsome and masculine, like a noble son of the world. The difference from his previous masculine appearance was not particularly large, but his appearance was completely different.

He was confident that even if his father and mother came in person, they would not recognize him.

"However..."Zhao Ning sighed. Since she was in disguise, she couldn't use her privileges. Although the stepped viewing platform had a wide view, the crowded feeling made her uncomfortable.

Across the river, there was a VIP seat with a view a hundred times better than here, but Ying Wuji said that the seats there were only reserved for those who were destined.

She was not the prince now, just an ordinary and handsome young man. She thought she had no chance.

Zhao Ning smiled and prepared to climb to the top of the stepped seat. But as soon as she took a step, she saw a servant walking towards her.

"Excuse me, my young master invites you!"

"Me?"

"Why does your young master want to invite me?"

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"Because you and my young master are destined!"

Zhao Ning subconsciously looked across the river and saw a handsome young man nodding towards her. His appearance was no different from the portrait of Ying Wuji.

She couldn't help but smile. "It's amazing that your young master can tell if we're destined from across the river."

The servant made a gesture of invitation. "Please follow me!"

Zhao Ning followed the servant across the bridge. Although she didn't know how Ying Wuji could tell that she was different, since he made the first move, she had no reason to be afraid.

As they arrived at the VIP seat, the servant pointed to a sign with bold and powerful characters that read: "We have no destiny, it's all up to you to spend money."

The servant explained, "My young master said that as long as the destined person pays all the silver on them, they can become a guest of honor."

"If I had a lot of money on me, would I have to give it all up?"

"Yes!"

"Your young master is quite overbearing."

The servant smiled. "Please don't misunderstand. My young master is not greedy for money. He set this rule mainly to see if the destined person has the sincerity to become friends."

Zhao Ning was speechless.

The servant pointed to a poor Taoist who had no money on him but still went up to the seat. "Look! He went up directly."

Zhao Ning sighed.

【Essence】+6

【Energy】+6

【Spirit】+5Ying Wuji slapped his thigh: "Good fellow! It's an expert!"

Of course, he wouldn't care about the vague concept of "fate". Whoever was fated with him depended on the light spheres behind their Emotional Bars. As long as there were blue light spheres representing the Earth rank or dark green ones representing the Profound rank top-grade, they would all be considered fated ones.

There were so many fated ones...

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The male lead and the female lead (one of them) were finally about to meet. The things the male lead had to do would soon become magnificent and grand.

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