"Bravo! What a fantastic performance!" A hoarse male voice suddenly emerged from the doorway, accompanied by the sound of clapping.
"Amazing! That was amazing, Tian Sangsang!"
"You moved me to tears!"
"If I had to pick the best singer, I'd choose Tian Sangsang!"
At first, the villagers forgot to applaud, but with the man at the door leading the way, they burst into enthusiastic clapping. "Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap," echoed with fervent energy and high spirits.
The deputy secretary joined in clapping, while glancing toward the doorway. His pupils instantly shrank: "Zhao Family… Young Master."
His voice was so quiet that only his assistant caught it, but it was quickly drowned out by the crowd. Yet, his assistant's face turned pale — wasn't this the son of their top superior?! No wonder old Zhao couldn't find him. Turns out he was hiding in this small mountain village; no wonder it's been impossible to locate him.
