On the Cloud Terrace, captivating music floats through the brilliantly lit space.
On the stage, figures loom gracefully, famous actors in their costumes and makeup, making a group appearance.
Xiao Yuteng leads the JiQing Troupe onto the stage to thank the guests, and the atmosphere in the hall ignites even before the play begins.
The crowd cheers and gazes hungrily.
Many wealthy young masters toss rewards onto the stage: silver coins, gold ornaments, jade pendants, silk scarves, sleeves, and intimate garments...
Wang Xiaoyi is dancing with excitement, unable to contain himself.
Zhou Dao's eyes darken slightly, and a ripple stirs his heart.
"Expert!"
Looking up, he sees that amidst the vast stage, Xiao Yuteng stands there alone in an otherwise empty void.
Even the enchanting sounds of silk and bamboo music are absent.
According to ancient texts, form adopts the Void Aspect, and all that the six senses perceive are illusory; all that the five senses know are fallacies.