The cheat system is useless, but I have the strongest living dad.

Shen Yao casually took out three masks, gave Huo Die a blue thunder beast mask, wore a red and white exotic bird mask herself, and handed the other golden hibiscus mask to Feng Yu.

Feng Yu did not answer.

Shen Yao: "Don't you like it? Then I'll get you another one."

Feng Yu grabbed her wrist: "You put it on me."

Huo Die shook his head silently, turned his back, and thought to himself, "This is so troublesome. I've had enough of this PDA."

Shen Yao stood on tiptoe and put the mask on Feng Yu's face. Perhaps the earlier unpleasantness had given her the wrong impression, but she felt that the golden mask made her husband look somewhat cold.

After putting it on, she turned and left, following in Huo Die's footsteps.

Feng Yu, who had followed her, grabbed her left hand, which was hanging by her side. His voice, which was neither happy nor angry, came from beside her: "Hold my hand."

The words were quite ordinary, but Shen Yao sensed a commanding tone, which made her feel uncomfortable. She frowned, said nothing, and squeezed Feng Yu's hand back.

The couple, each lost in their own thoughts, walked into West Street, following behind Huo Die, and soon arrived at the grand theater where the dance battle was being held.

A poster announcing the dance competition was flying at the theater entrance, with a voice coming from it: "The Dragon Abyss City Dance Competition is in full swing. Welcome to come in and watch."

Admission tickets are 100 RMB each, including a seat below the stage.

For an additional fee, you can watch the game in a private room: 1,000 coins for a small private room, 3,000 coins for a large private room, and 8,000 coins for a deluxe private room.

The demon cultivator selling tickets said that drinks and food were free in the private rooms, and there were also beds available so that people could stay overnight after watching the match.

The small private rooms are on the first floor and are all single rooms. The large private rooms are on the second floor and are a living room with two bedrooms. The deluxe private rooms are on the third floor. There are only eight rooms in total, with two deluxe private rooms in each building. The deluxe private rooms are more elaborately decorated and have a larger space.

They arrived late, and the luxury private rooms were all booked, so they booked a large private room instead.

Xiantang led them to the Ruyi Pavilion on the second floor, told them about the precautions, and after understanding their current needs, he took his leave.

Upon entering, there was a hall with cypress trees. Shen Yao hadn't seen cypress trees for many years, and seeing them for the first time felt very familiar, reminding her of the days when she stayed at the inn with Xianyu.

Time flies, so many years have passed in the blink of an eye. She hasn't seen Xianyu for more than seven years, and she also misses her brother Baisong very much.

There is a room on each side of the hall, with beds inside, which are bedrooms for guests to stay overnight.

There is a grandstand at the front of the hall, with two long tables and two rows of benches. The tables are not high enough to block the view, and the benches are covered with cushions and have four pillows.

Looking down from the stands, there is a large circular stage in the middle of the courtyard. The stage is very high. From the second-floor stands, it seems that the stage is just level with the top of the railing of the first-floor stands.

At this moment, a female cultivator in yellow robes was dancing on the stage.

The surrounding area consists of regular audience seats, with each concentric circle of seats slightly higher than the last.

The four private rooms are all designed in an arc shape, forming a cylindrical enclosure around the stage.

All four buildings are three stories high. Considering the viewing experience, the first and second floors are not built very tall.

There are two small ornaments on each of the two long tables. The four small ornaments are white and plump, with two green leaves on their heads, and they look like four white radishes.

A knocking sounded at the door, and Feng Yu went to open it. It turned out that Xian Tang had returned.

Seeing Shen Yao sitting in the stands, Xian Tang placed the fruit tea and food they had ordered on the table in the stands and instructed, "Everything our distinguished guests have ordered has been served. If you need anything else, just give me a call."

At this moment, the yellow-robed female cultivator finished her dance, and the leaves of the radish ornament on the table suddenly bounced up. Shen Yao reached out to touch the leaves, but immediately fell back down.

Before she could ask, Xiantang explained, "Honored guest, this is a scoring device. After each contestant finishes their dance, the leaf of the scoring device will stand up. If you like a particular dance, just touch the leaf and you'll give the contestant a point. If you don't like it, you don't need to worry about it. It will automatically lie back down when the next dance starts."

Shen Yao's eyes sparkled: "This is fun."

Xiantang eagerly promoted: "If you like it, we have a similar ornament to the scoreboard, but it only looks the same and doesn't have the same function."

Shen Yao: "Okay, how many ten coins for one?"

Xiantang: "It's a jade ornament of the same style, priced at 210 yuan each."

Feng Yu took out a bag of Ten Perfection Coins: "Buy ten."

Xiantang took the bag and checked it; it contained two thousand ten-coin coins. "Thank you, esteemed guest. Please wait, I will bring them to you shortly."

After Xiantang left, Shen Yao took off her mask and smiled at Feng Yu: "How did you know I wanted to buy ten?"

Feng Yu: "I guess you'll buy more and share it with Gou Yue and your sister."

Shen Yao: "What if I want to buy fifty?"

Feng Yu pretended to turn around: "He hasn't gone far. I'll go and ask him to add more."

Shen Yao was amused: "Okay, come back, ten is enough."

Feng Yu sat down next to her, took her hand, and asked softly, "Are you not angry anymore?"

Her anger had subsided, but his question reignited it. She pulled her hand away, poured herself some fruit tea, and said coldly, "Why am I angry?"

Huo Die opened the door to the left room: "I'll sleep in this room, you guys play, Dad's asleep."

Shen Yao leaned forward and called out, "Aren't you going to watch the dance competition?"

Huo Die slammed the door shut: "I'm not watching. I'm already tired of watching dancing."

A cheer erupted in the theater, instantly drawing Shen Yao's attention. She looked up and saw a male performer on stage performing a sleeve dance. His movements were graceful and agile, his long sleeves striking the drum with a perfect blend of strength and gentleness, his downward kicks and splits, and his toes tapping the drum – his technique was highly skilled.

This is much better than the spinning scenes in some TV dramas.

After finishing her dance, Shen Yao didn't hesitate to light all four chubby radish leaves, then looked intently at the stage, waiting for the next performance.

Seeing that his wife was ignoring him, Feng Yu became anxious. He moved closer to Shen Yao, and Shen Yao moved closer to her.

Feng Yu moved along with her, and Shen Yao wanted to move as well, but the Immortal Lord wrapped his long arm around her waist and said, "Yan Zhou, I was wrong, please don't ignore me."

Shen Yao brushed his hand away: "What did you do wrong?"

Feng Yu choked, not knowing what he had done wrong; he only knew that his wife was angry.

Shen Yao rolled her eyes at him, leaned back, and continued watching the performance.

The immortal lord, wearing a golden hibiscus mask, pressed closer again: "Yanzhou, you haven't said a word to me from the moment you entered West Street to the theater. What are you angry about?"

Shen Yao retorted, "Then what are you angry about?"

Feng Yu vehemently denied it: "I'm not angry."

Shen Yao glared at him: "Yunhe, do you know why couples in storybooks always have such troubled love lives?"

Feng Yu shook her head: "Why?"

Shen Yao: "Because they don't have mouths."

The fairy suddenly raised her voice fiercely: "Did you grow a mouth?"

The immortal pursed his lips: "It's grown."

Shen Yao: "I'm angry that you're wasting your time internally again. Tell me, what are you wasting your time on?"

Feng Yu took her hand and held it in her palm: "I was just worried."

"Just worried?" Shen Yao tried to pull her hand back, but this time she couldn't. Her face was cold and her tone was serious: "Yunhe, if a couple has to be careful with their words and be sensitive to everything, they will only drift further apart."

Do you want us to drift further and further apart?