Since Mo Fei and others were all public figures, in order to avoid any unnecessary trouble, the four of them all changed their faces.
When Mo Fei arrived at Tianxieke Hotel, he got to know that the entrance ticket was high-priced, a hundred thousand each.
“Is that damn Childe Qian Ye robbing money?” said Lou Yu crossly.
Zheng Xuan couldn’t agree more since he clearly knew that this hotel could accommodate ten thousand people. So for each single concert Childe Qian Ye could earn a billion star coins.
On thinking that he himself nearly got beaten to death for that ten billion while this Qian Ye who looked like a woman could earn this much only by singing and dancing, Zheng Xuan felt super unbalanced.
Lou Yu only found that after he made such a comment, quite a few pairs of eyes with disdain cast on him.
Mo Fei then gave Lou Yu a disapproving look, “Come on. Qian Ye is a big shot. Of course he is expensive.”
Not until hearing those words did the fans withdraw their angry eyes.
“Let’s go.” said Mo Yi with excitement.
Looking at Mo Yi, Zheng Xuan tried to remind him, “Yiyi, this Childe Qian is actually a sissy pants and a playboy. There is nothing to fancy about.”
“Asshole, what did you say?”
“Are you jealous of Childe Qian Ye?”
“Idiot! Where the hell do you come from? You want me to beat you?”
On hearing Zheng Xuan’s words, those fans all flared up and yelled at him.
Those fans around even meant to throw Zheng Xuan out. Seeing Zheng Xuan was besieged, Mo Fei could only stand out to mediate.
Then Lou Yu and Zheng Xuan dare not speak any bad words of Qian Ye.
Mo Fei looked around excitedly. Now Tianxiake Hotel had gathered fans from all over the world, on the faces of whom were all written with expectations.
Mo Fei rolled his eyes and then asked a young woman with a round face, “My beautiful miss, is this Childe Qian Ye really so charming as they say?”
“Of course, Childe Qian Ye is the most charming man in the world. He is the masterpiece of the Creator.” said the girl with admiration.
“This Childe Qian Ye and Prince Yu, who do you think is more charming?” asked Mo Fei with kind of evil purpose.
“Prince Yu? How could he ever be compared with Qian Ye? He couldn’t even compare with a finger of Qian Ye.” said the girl disdainfully.
Lou Yu darkened his face, staring at the girl, teeth grinding.
Mo Fei then moved back to Lou Yu and others’ side, saying in whispers while touching his chin, “It seems this Qian Ye does look charming.”
Lou Yu rolled his eyes, “That silly girl is an exception. She was just talking nonsense.”
Mo Fei then tilted his head, “Then I’ll ask someone else.”
Lou Yu didn’t have any comment. Mo Fei then stopped a young man who was holding a board with “Childe Qian Ye, I Love You!” and asked, “Hey, Mr. Handsome, may I ask you a question? Childe Qian Ye and Prince Yu, who do you think is more charming?”
“Do you even need to ask? Of course it’s Childe Qian Ye. Prince Yu isn’t even qualified to prepare the bath water for Qian Ye!” cried the young man.
Mo Fei then turned around and looked at Lou Yu innocently.
Lou Yu’s face sank. He looked at Mo Fei and said in whispers, “I told you. There must be something wrong with this guy. He should know some kind of enchanting arts. Those people are like being possessed and couldn’t tell good from bad. I think you’d better leave now.”
Mo Fei shrugged his shoulders, “Come on. You are not charming enough. Just admit it!”
Suddenly the lights on the stage went dim. Mo Yi glanced at the dark stage, saying with eyes narrowed, “It’s about to begin.”
Then the singing that should belong to heaven sounded, which made Mo Fei feel like falling in ecstasy.
Then a few beams of light were cast into the air above the stage. People saw a purple-hair man wearing a mask was sitting on a golden throne. The silvery mask added some mysterious and enchanting aura to the man.
The man’s eyes were shining. Most of them were glamored by that pair of eyes.
Mo Yi blushed, heart pounding fast. He had a feeling that this man was the only love of his life.
Zheng Xuan grabbed Mo Yi’s hand and said worriedly, “Yiyi, are you all right?”
Mo Yi suddenly came to himself and looked at the man in the air warily, “Yeah, I’m OK.”
“Childe Qian Ye, Childe Qian Ye!” A tremendous wave of screaming and shouting nearly deafened people’s ears.
Mo Fei stared at the golden throne, with some kind of craziness flashing in his eyes.
Lou Yu pulled Mo Fei over and asked, “Are you OK?”
Mo Fei shook his head and wore a quirky smile, “I’m fine. My prince, look at that golden chair. Doesn’t it look majestic?”
Lou Yu looked at the glittering chair made of pure gold and nodded with difficulty, “Yeah, kind of.”
Mo Fei touched his chin, “Really cool!”
Then the golden chair the purple-hair man was sitting on suddenly dropped off abruptly and the man flew down from the chair. Then people only saw fireworks all over the stage. Numerous petals fell from the sky, and the atmosphere was totally lit up.
The man then performed the piano, violin, flute, heptachord…
Lou Yu surprisingly found that this man was a real Sound Source Master. The song he was playing was leading the star force inside his body up rapidly.