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The cheers lasted for a long time. This time, Luoyang City regained all its lost face, and all the officials secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Sun Siyun walked slowly to Luo Yiyi, intending to admire her angry expression, but when he saw the curve of her lips, his heart skipped a beat and he felt strangely uneasy for some reason.

Before I knew it, I had blurted out: "What are you laughing at?"

Luo Yiyi blinked: "I'm happy. It's a blessing for the people of Luoyang City to have such a righteous city lord."

Sun Siyun vaguely sensed a sense of disharmony, and she suddenly realized a possibility. Could this be Luo Yiyi's original purpose - to donate the huge amount of wealth obtained from this Oiran Contest to Mudu Town free of charge?

Although the Luoyang City Oiran Contest was held every ten years, the huge wealth gained from each event was the reason for the rapid development of Luoyang City. If it weren't for Luo Yiyi's provocation, they would never give money to others for nothing, but now they are willing to give it away without any complaints.

At first glance, Luoyang City has restored its reputation, but Luoyang City's reputation was originally not bad. In comparison, apart from losing a large amount of wealth in vain, they did not gain any advantage. It would be better to say that they suffered a huge loss.

As if he had figured out the key point behind this, Sun Siyun looked at Luo Yiyi with eyes no longer filled with anger, but with a meaningful look.

"I thought you were just a spoiled young lady who didn't know how high the heaven was and how deep the earth was. Now I think I was wrong. Who are you?"

"Want to know who I am?"

Luo Yiyi smiled brightly at her, and then spoke silently with her mouth.

[Are you worthy? Half-demon?]

"I'm not! You're talking nonsense!"

Sun Siyun was startled, and when she came to her senses suddenly, she found that the noise around her had disappeared at some point, and everyone was looking at her strangely.

Zhen Qing stepped forward and asked worriedly, "Miss, are you okay?"

"I, I'm fine..."

Sun Siyun shook her head slowly and glanced at Luo Yiyi secretly, only to find that the other party was looking at her calmly. When their gazes met, she even gave him a questioning look, which made her hurriedly look away.

She didn't know whether what Luo Yiyi said just now was true or she was hallucinating, but she knew that this person could not be kept!

On the other side, after receiving the instructions, Zhen Qing was ready to announce the final result, but perhaps she was frightened by the previous interruptions, so this time she first confirmed whether anyone had made a bid.

"I'll give two to the stunning girl."

Hearing this, Zhen Qing actually felt a sense of pride that "it's just as expected". She looked at the audience seats that were becoming noisy again and decided to wait a little longer. It wouldn't matter if she waited a little longer. The confrontation between these big guys was quite interesting.

Qi Gui, who said this, appeared calm on the surface but had a bitter smile on his face.

Because he knew that the little master was really angry this time, although he didn't know the reason, but she didn't seem to intend to win the title of Oiran. But he couldn't let the master suffer any loss, and didn't want her to suffer any grievances.

This time, without waiting for the city lord's people to question him, he threw out another storage bag. The storage bag still floated straight to Zhen Qing on the breeze.

"Here is another thirty thousand taels of gold. Please verify it, Miss Zhen."

Zhen Qing carefully checked the amount of gold in the storage bag, and then told everyone that the amount was correct.

This time everyone secretly glanced at Jing Yaoxi, waiting to see him continue to spend money on his beloved.

To the surprise of most people, but also within the expectations of Qi Gui and others, Jing Yaoxi was silent for a while, and finally shook his head regretfully, which directly indicated that he gave up the bidding.

Without any fun to watch, everyone's interest dropped and they all looked at Zhen Qing, waiting for her to announce the results of the competition.

Under tremendous pressure, Zhen Qing repeatedly asked if anyone else would continue to bid, but no one responded for a long time. Finally, he could only announce the result of the competition amid the impatient urging of the audience.

"I declare that the winner of the 33rd Oiran Contest in Luoyang City, the one who is awarded the title of Oiran, is absolutely stunning!"

As planned earlier, the atmosphere reached a small climax in an instant with the sound of gongs and drums, and ribbons and petals falling from the sky.

Amid the cheers and applause of the audience, Luo Yiyi smiled sincerely and waved to all directions.

The other contestants behind her left the stage one by one, some with regret and loss, some with resentment and unwillingness, and some with silence and choking.

No matter what happened behind the scenes, no matter how many accidents occurred in the middle, this Oiran Contest ended successfully.

The audience left the venue with a feeling of wanting more and a lot of gossip. It is expected that for a long time afterwards, all kinds of rumors and stories about "ten thousand taels of gold competing for the most beautiful woman" will emerge and become the topic of conversation after dinner.

After the show, the small courtyard behind the stage is now empty.

"Snapped!"

Sun Siyun slapped Zhen Qing to the ground with her backhand. Seeing her rapidly swollen cheeks and blood flowing from the corners of her mouth, she became even more angry instead of calming down. She picked up the teapot on the stone table beside her and smashed it to the ground.

There was a sound of porcelain breaking, and Zhen Qing subconsciously used both hands to protect her face, thus preventing her face from being cut by the porcelain fragments, but the back of her hands was bleeding from several scratches.

At this time, Sun Mingyuan, who had just seen off the distinguished guests in front, came to the backyard and saw this scene with a calm expression as usual.

"Yun'er, how many times have I told you to learn to control your temper? If someone sees you like this, it will have a bad influence on you."

"father!"

Sun Siyun's eyes turned red as soon as she saw her father. She ran over and threw herself into her father's arms, crying and complaining about her grievance.

"Dad, they are really going too far. Not only do they bully me, but they also don't take you and Luoyang City seriously at all."

Sun Mingyuan patted his daughter's back gently, but sighed when he heard the words.

"Dad also knows that you have been wronged, but the origins of those people are unknown, so we must first find out the situation before we can take corresponding measures. Just be patient for a few days, and Dad will definitely seek justice for you!"

After getting this assurance, Sun Siyun felt much more relieved. Leaving her father's arms, she wiped the non-existent tears from her face.

"Dad, who do you think that stunning person is?"

"I don't know who she is, but she is definitely not an ordinary person. Moreover, she has some cultivation skills. I suspect that she is most likely a disciple from one of the four major sects."

"It's definitely not the Wuliang Sect. Judging from Su Xi and Xia Zixuan's reactions, it can't be the Xuannv Sect or the Taiyi Sect either. So the only one left is... the Tianyan Sect?"

Sun Mingyuan was stunned, and said thoughtfully: "That's not impossible."

Sun Siyun frowned and said, "So what if it's the Tianyan Sect? This is Luoyang City, and it's also the territory of the Xuannv Sect. There are many ways to make her disappear silently."

Sun Mingyuan stopped him immediately: "No! Yun'er, remember not to do anything before you find out her identity, so as to avoid more trouble. Don't worry, your father promises you that he will let you vent your hatred with your own hands."

Sun Siyun could only agree helplessly: "My daughter knows."

Sun Mingyuan's gaze shifted to Zhen Qing, who was waiting with her head down. Staring at her swollen cheeks, an idea popped into his mind.