Do you need a foot kiss, Your Majesty

Under Tang Xiaoyu's guidance, the people at the teahouse quickly learned the two songs for today.

Tang Xiaoyu also admired the good memory of the people in this immortal cultivation world.

After everyone learned, many wanted to go on stage to sing, but they were all pressed down by Old Zhou.

Because Old Zhou wanted to go on stage and sing himself.

Amidst the boos from the crowd, Old Zhou still went on stage with a thick skin.

Below, Wang Ziyan waved her arms excitedly as she kept cheering, "Second uncle, go for it!"

When Old Zhou opened his mouth, everyone quieted down.

Because the way Old Zhou sang couldn't be described as good.

Tang Xiaoyu also had to admire that Old Zhou was singing this song with true emotion.

Perhaps this is how people with stories are always so empathetic.

Just like how we especially like a song for a lyric that captures how we feel or the song is singing what we feel.

After Old Zhou finished singing, there were endless cheers and applause. Tang Xiaoyu went up and marveled, "Old Zhou, awesome!"

Old Zhou asked puzzledly, "What is 'awesome'?"

"It means you did great."

"Oh! I'm alright! Compared to you, I still have a long way to go."

Tang Xiaoyu laughed. "This is your hobby. This is my life."

Old Zhou smiled without refuting and returned to his seat.

While Tang Xiaoyu was chatting with Old Zhou, Wang Ziyan kept waving vigorously at Tang Xiaoyu. Tang Xiaoyu gave her a faint smile and nodded.

As soon as Old Zhou returned to his seat, Wang Ziyan immediately sat up properly and started flattering Old Zhou.

Looking at the color of the sky outside, Tang Xiaoyu felt it was time to return to Orchid Lodge.

Then, after saying goodbye to everyone, he left with Lu Changchun.

Just after walking out of the teahouse, he heard Wang Ziyan’s voice.

“Brother Xiaoyu, wait a moment.”

Tang Xiaoyu frowned. Now he felt disgusted towards his own name.

Tang Xiaoyu turned around and said, "Please call me by name or Brother Tang. Don't call me Brother Xiaoyu. I hate that form of address."

Wang Ziyan pursed her lips. "You're so fussy over just a name! What's there to be so concerned about?"

Tang Xiaoyu helplessly said, "Did you need me for something?"

"Nothing much. I just wanted to chat with you."

"I might not have time recently. I'm quite busy. When I settle down, I'll treat you to a meal and we can have a good chat."

Wang Ziyan excitedly said, "You promised! You can't go back on it."

Tang Xiaoyu didn't like women who loved acting coy.

In his opinion, we're not in a relationship. When you act coy, it just feels fake.

Acting coy is for couples, spouses, siblings to increase intimacy when alone.

Tang Xiaoyu nodded. "When I settle down, I will definitely treat you to a meal."

"Alright, I won't chat with you anymore. I still have things to do on my end. Bye!"

After speaking, Tang Xiaoyu waved at Wang Ziyan and turned to leave.

Wang Ziyan waved at Tang Xiaoyu's back. "Brother Tang, bye."

Tang Xiaoyu didn't turn his head back. He just raised his hand to wave.

Watching Tang Xiaoyu's back, Wang Ziyan murmured, "Even saying goodbye is so unique."

Upon returning to Orchid Lodge, Tang Xiaoyu immediately started preparing for the night's performance.

After preparing, Tang Xiaoyu went to eat dinner with Old Lu.

The sky slowly darkened as nightlife was just beginning.

While Tang Xiaoyu was explaining things to staff and the hostesses, the wealthy young masters from last night walked in.

Tang Xiaoyu saw them and reminded again, "Keep your eyes open. Service must be excellent. For the hostesses, you have to liven up the atmosphere when there aren't many people yet."

Everyone responded in chorus, “Understood.”

After the reminder, Tang Xiaoyu hurried over to welcome these wealthy young masters.

"Brothers!" The wealthy young masters saw Tang Xiaoyu come over and quickly shouted.

"You came early, brothers!" Tang Xiaoyu said, reaching out his hand to shake hands with them.

The young masters didn't understand, so Tang Xiaoyu explained it to them. Then, they reached out to shake Tang Xiaoyu’s hand.

"What's the plan for today?" Tang Xiaoyu asked.

One young master said, "First bring twenty bottles of wine and a table of snacks. We'll start drinking first."

"No problem. Go ahead and take a seat. The wine and food will be right out."

Then, Tang Xiaoyu led them to a table to sit down.

Then the staff began serving fruit and tea.

Seeing there was still time before opening, Tang Xiaoyu signaled for Lu Changchun to sing some songs first to liven up the lifeless atmosphere.

Not far from Orchid Lodge on the street, Tang Xiaoqin was strolling with some junior martial brothers and sisters.

One junior asked, “Senior sister Tang, we hardly get a chance to come out. Let’s have some more fun! We won’t get another chance once the exchange conference hosted by Qingyun Sword Sect starts.”

Tang Xiaoqin thought for a while. “Then let’s have some more fun!”

As they spoke, they walked towards Orchid Lodge. When they reached the entrance, they heard a man’s singing voice coming from inside.

“Senior Sister Tang, let’s go in and see!”

Tang Xiaoqin frowned when she saw the signboard, originally wanting to refuse, but agreed to go in and take a look after being entreated by her juniors.

A few people walked into Orchid Lodge and saw a middle-aged man passionately singing a song on stage. Below, a few wealthy young masters occasionally cheered him on and sang along.

When Tang Xiaoyu saw people come in, he immediately went over.

“Esteemed guests, please come inside.”

When Tang Xiaoqin saw Tang Xiaoyu, her face immediately darkened.

“Cousin, do you still recognize me?”

Tang Xiaoyu quickly shouted when he saw her, “Cousin sister, what are you doing here? Please, come inside and sit.”

One of Tang Xiaoqin’s junior sisters asked, “Senior sister Tang, is this your useless cousin?”

Tang Xiaoqin nodded.

“Cousin, after leaving the Tang family, this is the only place you can make money?”

Tang Xiaoyu smiled. “It’s all to make a living!”

At this time, Lu Changchun had also finished his performance. He pricked up his ears to listen to the situation at Tang Xiaoyu’s side.

Tang Xiaoqin coldly laughed. “Cousin, beg your cousin sister and I’ll ask the clan leader to allow you to return to the Tang family. Then you won’t have to make money in a place like this.”

In her heart, Tang Xiaoqin thought: 【With your personality, how could you possibly beg me?】

Just as she thought this, Tang Xiaoyu unhesitatingly said, “My dazzling and beautiful cousin sister, help me put in a good word with the clan leader, please! I beg you.”

Tang Xiaoqin was stunned. She pointed at Tang Xiaoyu, “You, you...” She couldn’t get a full sentence out for half a day.

Tang Xiaoyu asked with concern, “Cousin sister, what’s wrong?”

Tang Xiaoqin calmed herself and indifferently said, “I meant kneel down and beg me.”

【A man has gold under his knee. Could you endure such humiliation?】

With a thud, Tang Xiaoyu directly knelt down.

“Your Majesty, do you want me to kiss your feet too?”

Tang Xiaoqin completely collapsed. She pointed at Tang Xiaoyu and yelled, “Who wants you to kiss their feet! A man has gold under his knee. Where’s your dignity? ”

Tang Xiaoyu nonchalantly said, “I thought you wanted to play queen games.”

“If I had gold under my knee, I wouldn’t be so poor.”

Tang Xiaoqin was completely flabbergasted by Tang Xiaoyu. She angrily said, “Get up. You’ve completely humiliated our Tang family’s reputation.”

“Oh!” Tang Xiaoyu slowly crawled up.

Seeing Tang Xiaoyu's clothes, Tang Xiaoqin helplessly took out several thousand-tael silver notes and handed them to Tang Xiaoyu.

“Buy yourself a place to stay here. Don’t continue humiliating our Tang family.”

Tang Xiaoyu quickly accepted the silver notes. “Thank you, cousin sister. Don’t worry, no one knows I’m from the Tang family.”

Tang Xiaoqin impatiently said, “If I see you kneeling to others again, I’ll break your legs.”

Tang Xiaoyu apologetically smiled. “Cousin sister, don’t worry. People all say sisters are like mothers. Kneeling to you is nothing, but I definitely won’t kneel to others.”

While saying this, he thought inwardly: 【Humph. If someone wants to kill me, I’d have to kneel even if I didn’t want to! Better to stay alive by playing dead!】

Hearing these words, Tang Xiaoqin strongly identified with seeing sisters as mothers and had to fulfill her duty as an elder sister. She sternly said, “Remember what you said today.”

Tang Xiaoyu hurriedly took Tang Xiaoqin’s arm. “I know, cousin sister. You’re so nagging! Hurry inside and sit. Watch my performance later.”

His actions made Tang Xiaoqin blush a little, but she still let him pull her inside.

After seating Tang Xiaoqin’s group properly, Tang Xiaoyu had food and wine served to them.

“Cousin sister, chat first. I need to get back to work.”

Tang Xiaoqin nodded. Tang Xiaoyu left.

Seeing Tang Xiaoyu's busy back, Tang Xiaoqin sighed in her heart: [Cousin, you've changed. If you had been able to understand when to advance and when to retreat like this earlier, you wouldn't have been so unpopular.]

Just as Tang Xiaoqin was thinking this, a junior sister said: "Senior Sister Tang, your cousin really is useless! He has no dignity at all."

Tang Xiaoqin sternly said: "Quiet, our Tang family is not for you to criticize. No matter how useless he is, only I can say that. You have no right to judge him."

This junior sister quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, Senior Sister Tang, I won't dare to do it again."

Tang Xiaoqin ignored her and just watched Tang Xiaoyu.

The words the other few people were going to say were also swallowed back.

Before long, people started coming in one after another, gradually filling up half of the seats in the hall.

Seeing it was about time, Tang Xiaoyu walked onto the stage.

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