Chapter 564 - The Dance Floor (2/2)
Before Tang Wulin could even try to comprehend what was happening, Mu Ye dashed away, leaving him staring in disbelief. The sect master of the Body Sect, t.i.tled Douluo, Divine-grade mecha pilot, and quite possibly a four-word battle armor master, was acting as a mere chef in this cultural exchange between continents.
What's he doing? Tang Wulin couldn't help but wonder as he recalled his last encounter with Mu Ye. Is he here because of me?
In truth, Mu Ye really was here because of Tang Wulin. After their last meeting, Mu Ye had plenty of time to reflect on the situation and ultimately came to terms with reality. A genius perfectly suited for the Body Sect like Tang Wulin was miraculously rare. He could not afford to let Tang Wulin go, especially when the fate of the Body Sect was at stake. Loyalty was important, but he could worry about that after ensuring the survival of his sect's legacy! If he didn't find a successor for the Body Sect, its legacy, which had endured for millenia, would be lost. At that point, its rules would be protecting no one.
In the past Zhen Hua told Mu Ye that, as long as nothing terrible happened, Tang Wulin had an eighty percent chance of becoming a Divine Blacksmith in the future. With a talented heir like him, the Body Sect would never have to worry about procuring high-grade refined metals once he matured. Furthermore, Tang Wulin's character had already been tested time and time again. His ordeals against the malum soul masters alone were proof of that, but his status as a Shrek Academy student left no doubts about his virtue. Anyone who entered Shrek Academy, especially someone capable of becoming a cla.s.s president, was an outstanding individual.
Mu Ye had been keeping a close eye on Tang Wulin for a while now. He had even been watching when the young man led his team to defeat the third grade. It was then that Mu Ye resolved to induct Tang Wulin into the Body Sect at any cost. Even if Tang Wulin remained a disciple of the Tang Sect alongside that, it would be worth it. This resolve led Mu Ye to use his myriad connections to sneak into the diplomatic mission to Star Luo.
Mu Ye had finally disappeared amongst the crowd, yet Tang Wulin still stood there with his brow furrowed. He was quite confused, but he had to admit that it was rea.s.suring to know there was another t.i.tled Douluo aboard the s.h.i.+p that had his back.
Around Tang Wulin, the banquet continued. Members of both delegations were behaving conservatively since this was the first banquet with both parties in attendance. Only a few people were on the dance floor. Most lingered in the periphery making small talk. A few minutes later, staff members made their way through the hall and a stuck number tags on everyone.
“Excuse me, everyone!” Sima Lanxiao exclaimed. “We will now start preparing for the contests. The method we'll be using to choose partic.i.p.ants is simple. Both delegations will nominate five talented individuals. Once ten people have been nominated, all of us will vote on them for five categories: handsomest gentleman, most beautiful lady, best-dressed man, and best-dressed lady, and best dance couple. I won't worry about other details for now, but we are lacking some dancers on the dance floor. I'm sure most of you in both delegations are young men and women, so come on! Don't bottle up your youthful pa.s.sion. Have some fun! Dance!”
Sima Lanxiao's words had a bewitching sound to them. Moments after he finished speaking, young men and woman swarmed the dance floor.
At that moment Tang Wulin was busy stuffing himself alongside Xu Lizhi and the others. They were far from the dancefloor.
It was then that someone approached him. “Do you want to dance?”
Tang Wulin turned to see Lin Yuhan in a beautiful blue dress.
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