I was reborn after cheating on the aloof and powerful man.

Chapter 189 Small Note

Luo Dalun, sitting to the left, naturally couldn't hear Fei Xi's thoughts.

The old man, whose posture was as straight as a pine tree, exuded an imposing aura without anger. Although he stood behind two juniors, no one dared to regard him as an ordinary guard.

Those among the crowd who were astute could naturally guess that the one in charge among the three was not the young master and disciple.

They had already noticed the ruthless figure standing silently behind the two young men.

"Thank you all for gracing my country with your presence today. Now that my son has returned safely, the rewards I promised you are naturally no longer valid. However, I will not let down the kindness of you heroes who went to such lengths for my son. You may choose any treasure from my private treasury as a token of my appreciation."

The old king smiled, his expression kind and approachable. Upon hearing this, the plump man to his left immediately stood up, clasped his hands in a respectful greeting, and said:

"The generosity of King Baihan has long been a well-known story in the martial arts world of the Central Plains. Today, I have witnessed it firsthand, and it is indeed true to his reputation."

"But Prince Yarrow was able to return safely, and we did not contribute anything. As the saying goes, one should not accept a gift without merit. This gift is ours..."

Before the fat man could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the lewd man. The lewd man glared at him, his face full of anger, looking as if he desperately wanted the old king to listen to the fat man.

“I’m telling you, Fatty, you’re so fat you don’t need to pretend to be. If you want to act generous and not ask for payment, that’s your business, but it doesn’t mean we don’t want it! I’ve come all this way, and all the hardships I’ve endured along the way—travel expenses, tea fees, nutrition fees, and so on—it’s only right that I accept payment. If the old king doesn’t pay, are you going to take responsibility?”

Despite being rebuked like that, the chubby man wasn't angry; he just smiled and replied:

"Yes, yes, Lord Tao, I am only representing myself. Please allow me to finish what I have to say."

The fat man spoke, then walked up to the old king and bowed respectfully:

"To be honest, Your Majesty, I am truly unworthy of this treasure. I have come to the Kingdom of Guiwu for two reasons: first, to help Your Majesty rescue the prince; and second, because I still have a wish to fulfill."

As he spoke, the fat man pulled up the dancer from her seat.

The dancer seemed very excited; her fingers trembled slightly as she stood up and clasped her hands in front of her chest.

She performed a deep bow, a gesture unique to women of the Kingdom of Us, before the old king. Then, she stood with her head bowed beside the fat man, waiting for her master to stand up for her.

“My beloved concubine’s mother was originally a woman from the country of Guiwu. I have heard that your country holds a music and dance festival every September to pray for the upcoming harvest, and then selects six pure women who are most skilled in dancing to be goddesses to dance for the goddess of abundance.”

"Back then, my beloved concubine's mother was one of the chosen women. Unfortunately, before she could pray for blessings, she was kidnapped by villains and ended up in my country, where she lost her chastity and died in despair."

"Although my beloved concubine was born in China, she aspired to become a goddess from a young age. To fulfill her mother's last wish, she practiced dancing diligently from childhood, always maintained her purity, and considered herself a subject of the Kingdom of Wusi."

"I hope the old king will remember her sincere heart and allow her to participate in the goddess selection."

"This..." The old king hadn't expected the fat man to present him with such a difficult problem. Before he could finish speaking, Prince Aro interjected:

“Father, please grant my request. Princess Shouguang, who saved my life, is a skilled dancer, and she also wishes to witness the music and dance of our Wusi Kingdom. There is a saying in the Central Plains: ‘Put your heart first, not your actions.’ The Goddess of Abundance protects us, and as long as we are sincere, she will certainly not blame us just because those who dance for her are not our subjects.”

Fei Xi, who was just watching the drama unfold, was suddenly struck by these words and looked at Ya Luo in a daze.

No, she's a good dancer, how could she not know that?

While Fei Xi was still in a daze, she saw that the little prince had already appeased the old king, and not only would the music and dance festival be held as usual, but this year women from other countries would also be allowed to participate in the goddess selection.

Previously, the old king was preoccupied with his son's safety and had no interest in organizing the music and dance festival.

The festival of music and dance is less than ten days away. To ensure the festival can proceed as scheduled, the old king hurriedly ordered his attendant to draft a decree to announce it to the entire nation. The young prince beside him, as if wanting to show off, cast a glance at Fei Xi with the delight of a peacock spreading its tail feathers.

Fei Xi knew that the other person was not looking at her, but at Qiu Shuying, who was disguised and standing next to her.

The Kingdom of Us is located in the southwest of the desert. If you don't take the Death Corridor, you have to start from the Taihang Mountains on the other side and go through the northern grasslands to reach it.

This is also why Tiangongbao asked Changchang Escort Agency to escort the meteorite.

The Kingdom of Wusi connects to the Kingdom of Hua in the east, borders the Mongolian steppe in the north, and is a necessary route for pilgrims from smaller western countries to the west to visit the Kingdom of Hua.

As a transportation hub, the Kingdom of Uzbekistan prospered due to trade between East and West, and it managed to play both sides between China and the Mongolian Plateau.

Is there some hidden meaning behind a music and dance festival in such a country?

Grandpa Luo and his two companions must have come to find their master, Bian Yuan. But are the others truly after the reward promised by the old king, or do they, like Qiu Shuying, have other motives...?

Fei Xi's thoughts were churning, but her face remained impassive. She maintained a haughty demeanor, befitting a noblewoman from a powerful nation, keeping strangers at bay. Only when the king asked her a question did she nod slightly in response.

Feeling something amiss in her chest, she glanced discreetly at everyone present.

The lewd man across from him was mocking the middle-aged fat man for going to such lengths to call him a "rough concubine."

The fat man chuckled and said that there are three classes of men who play with women: the lowest class can only force women with brute force, the middle class needs to use money to please women, and the highest class...

"It's easy to have a beautiful body, but it's true mastery of romance that comes from winning a beautiful heart."

"What's with all this talk about feelings? It's all about that stuff. Only those who are useless and can't make a woman happy worry about so much!"

After the lewd man finished cursing, ignoring the fat man's sudden murderous glint in his eyes, he turned and met Fei Xi's gaze, immediately bursting into a wild and unrestrained laugh:

"Hey, little girl! Want to try with me? I'm an unyielding man, I'll definitely let you experience the joy of being a woman."

"Dirty!"

Fei Xi cursed, which was met with a burst of laughter. Disgusted, she frowned, clearly annoyed, and bid farewell to the king, turning and leaving the hall.

Prince Yaro followed closely behind and chased after them.

Upon catching up with Fei Xi and the others, the little prince blushed and stood with his arms outstretched in front of Fei Xi, preventing them from leaving.

He didn't glance at Fei Xi, but stared intently at the maid beside her, his eyes slightly red, as if he were suppressing something, his voice trembling slightly:

"You old hag! I've done as you said, shouldn't you..."

The maid suddenly reached out and pushed the person against the wall, her hand wandering restlessly downwards. Beneath her stiff face, her voice was melodious and alluring, captivating the soul:

"What? Hmm~ Little brother, don't speak so vaguely, I don't know if you want it or not..."

"Sister, I'm going back to my room to rest now."

Fei Xi and her group of masked followers, who were as wooden as wood, seemed oblivious to the scene before them.

Busy taking care of her younger brother, Qiu Shuying naturally had no time to pay attention to her younger sister.

With a wave of approval, Fei Xi, accompanied by her retinue, found a maid to guide her to the room the old king had arranged for her.

Once inside the room, Fei Xi made up an excuse to have her attendants stand guard at the door.

With her back to the door, Fei Xi picked up a stool and sat down.

As soon as she sat down, she reached into her pocket, and the next second, a small note appeared at her fingertips.