Sisi stood up with a smile, took the microphone, and said, "Miss He has just given us a splendid poetry recitation, which was a real treat for our ears. Today is Mr. Mo’s big day, and although I’m not particularly talented, I also want to follow in Lao Lai’s footsteps to entertain and amuse our dear friends."
The audience below shouted loudly, "Good, let’s have another one!"
He Chunfeng was especially loud, waving his hands and feet around, acting like a madman, making everyone else suddenly realize why it was said that there was bad blood between the Seventh Young Master He and the branch of He Mingli—it really seed to be the case!
He Shishi felt a thump in her heart, a bad premonition, and wanted to head downstairs.
"Miss He, please wait, my performance requires Miss He to be my partner!" Sisi called out to He Shishi with a smile.
The guests below were all clever, and they could already sense the tension between the two girls. However, they saw it as harmless fun, and what was most important to them was that both young ladies were exceptionally beautiful. Even if they showed so claws or bared so teeth, it was still very charming.
Moreover, they could enjoy a free performance—why not?
He Shishi had no choice but to stop, asking, "Miss He, what kind of act do you plan to perform?"
Sisi replied with a serene smile that chard everyone below, "We’ve had a literary performance from Miss He, now let’s do sothing martial. What do you think?"
The applause and cheers continued.
"Brother Chunfeng, bring up so apples and knives." Sisi deliberately called for He Chunfeng.
He Chunfeng hurriedly brought up a plate of bright red apples and several shiny knives. Standing next to Sisi, looking like an eager puppy, he didn’t give He Shishi a second glance. If one didn’t know better, they might think the Seventh Young Master He had changed his surna to He.
He Shishi felt a wave of frustration. This Seventh Brother of hers was the one who gave her the least respect at ho, but even her father couldn’t do anything about him, so she had to avoid He Chunfeng.
"Look, Miss He, here are so apples. All you need to do is balance these apples, and I will use flying knives to shoot through them. Of course, Miss He, rest assured, my skills are quite good. I definitely won’t hurt you."
Sisi was very happy, especially seeing He Shishi’s face turning paler and paler, which made her even more delighted. Miss He, you just had to provoke soone, and you chose !
The crowd also gasped, thinking, could it be that knives are about to be used? Everyone was invigorated, excited and curious to see how He Shishi would respond.
"Is Miss He scared?" Sisi asked on purpose.
"Of course not," He Shishi replied defiantly, though she didn’t move an inch.
"I knew Miss He was exceptionally brave." Sisi chuckled to herself, still stubborn despite the clear evidence.
"How about this—I will personally demonstrate for Miss He, how does that sound?"
"Alright," He Shishi breathed a sigh of relief.
"Zhang Jie, co up, let’s demonstrate for Miss He together!"
Zhang Jie happily ca up; she was wearing a light purple short dress today. Although she wasn’t as beautiful as Sisi and He Shishi, she was charming and lively, very adorable.
So it indeed makes sense that one’s appearance reflects their heart. In Inner Mongolia, since Zhang Jie had to forcefully suppress her nature, she appeared elegant and dignified. But after leaving Inner Mongolia, the liberated Zhang Jie instantly beca a lively and adorable young girl.
Li Junji and Qiao Xingbang both squeezed to the front, cheering for Sisi and her master energetically.
Mo Feng wore a worried look and asked his father in a low voice, "Dad, will this cause trouble? After all, it’s your birthday banquet, and it wouldn’t be good if there is any bloodshed."
Mo Tang, engrossed in watching the excitent, waved his hand impatiently to shoo Mo Feng away, "Go away, go join your wife, don’t bother , it’s getting exciting!"
Mo Feng sighed and had no choice but to seek comfort from his wife, looking pitiful.
Sisi spread her arms and let He Chunfeng arrange the apples for her, one on her head and three on each side. The red apples, the gleaming jade, and the radiant, smiling young girl captured everyone’s gaze. They held their breath, not blinking, staring at Sisi on stage.
The living room was eerily quiet. He Chunfeng held a tray, standing attentively next to Zhang Jie like a waiter. He Shishi could hardly breathe, feeling extrely uncomfortable.
Zhang Jie first picked up a shiny knife and spun it in her hand, creating a beautiful arc that won consecutive praises from the audience.
Sisi kept her bright smile, blinked at Zhang Jie, who responded with a slight smile and a gentle flick of her wrist – a streak of white light shot out, frightening so timid girls who quickly covered their eyes, dreading the sight of a human tragedy.
The knife flew straight towards Sisi, who didn’t even blink, maintaining a perfect smile that made people exclaim in admiration. (Sisi giggled secretly; she and Shangguan Zhang Jie had practiced this apple shooting countless tis!)
Zhang Jie first hit the apple on Sisi’s head, then continuously threw with both hands. The audience only saw streaks of white light flashing on stage. Who could still discern the knives?
"Ladies and gentlen, please look at this lady’s Flying Knife Skill, truly amazing – each throw hitting the bullseye, just like the real Little Li’s Flying Knife! And our Miss He also has extraordinary courage. These two beautiful ladies work seamlessly together, we thank them for this wonderful performance!"
He Chunfeng grabbed the microphone, temporarily taking on the role of the host, narrating very vividly. Everyone then saw the seven dinner knives with their cold gleaming blades embedded in the apples on Sisi, causing them to regain their focus, close their jaws, and start cheering loudly, particularly Li Junji and Qiao Xingbang, who cheered the loudest.
Sisi removed the apples from her body and extracted the flying knives one by one, placing them on the tray. She gestured to Zhang Jie with a pout. Zhang Jie laughed playfully and stepped down from the stage.
"What do you think, Miss He? See, there was no danger whatsoever. Rest assured, my skills may not be as spectacular as my friend’s, but they’re not bad either, you can trust ."
Sisi had no intention of letting He Shishi off the hook easily and kept up the pressure.
He Shishi’s face stiffened, and her perfect smile began to falter. Internally, she criticized bitterly. If you admit your skills are not as good as your friend’s, why keep hounding ? What if you shoot the body or the face? He Shishi couldn’t bear to think any further.
He Chunfeng looked at his cousin with scorn, feeling imnsely satisfied inside.
Seeing that the Miss He of the He Family was being pushed into an awkward position and unable to step down, Mo Feng thought to intervene on behalf of He Shishi. After all, they were neighbors, and it wouldn’t be good to watch Lady He be embarrassed in his own ho.
However, his wife Shi Minglan grabbed his clothes and gave him an irritated look, "It’s just kids playing around. Why should you, an elder, ddle in such matters? Didn’t you see that our father had no objections?"
Shi Minglan didn’t really like He Shishi, as her daughter Mo Hui was the sa age as He Shishi and both were beautiful young won who lived next door. The dia always liked to compare the two, and because Mo Hui was always low-profile, the dia would say she was not as good as He Shishi, deliberately avoiding the lilight.
Her daughter being looked down upon, Shi Minglan felt uncomfortable. Consequently, she also had quite a grudge against He Shishi. Now that Sisi was teaching He Shishi a lesson, she was having the ti of her life! She was not going to let her husband step in.
Mo Feng gave a wry smile. What objection could the Old Man have? He would hope for an even more intense uproar!
Nevertheless, he always respected his wife, so he reluctantly sat down, only hoping that Ah Liu’s friend would show so rcy!
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