Bab 283: Chapter 244: Dance Shoes

What was even more terrifying was the graceful figure that appeared silently beside Tong Han, lifting her swan-like neck to also spin elegantly.

This was a strange woman dressed in a purple dance costume, as proud as a swan, and because she kept her head high at all times, Tong Han couldn't see her face.

She hadn't even noticed how the woman appeared; there was clearly no place in the small room where someone could hide.

Suddenly, Tong Han's wrist felt a sharp pain, which she endured without making a sound, and Mr. Hou, who had been spinning rapidly, finally came to a stop.

Mr. Hou bent his knees slightly and paid Tong Han a genteel courtesy, "Miss Tong, you are indeed very talented, more so than any of the female dancers I have ever seen. I always believed that a man could also be a female dance partner and even be the best one. To differentiate beauty by gender is a profanation of the art."