After Bei Lesheng and his daughter left, the restaurant gradually quieted down.
But fans seeking Ye Qingtian's autograph kept coming one after another.
At this moment, he was like a top-tier celebrity.
"Hmph, a blind cat catching a dead rat, just lucked out with a mediocre tune, nothing extraordinary."
Xiao Zhen snorted coldly.
Though he said this, he was extremely jealous of Ye Qingtian in his heart.
Ye Qingtian, a rustic bumpkin who doesn't even know how to drink wine, can't compare to him at all!
Yet Ye Qingtian was admired by many, even had a famous servant.
How could Xiao Zhen not be jealous!
His eyes shifted slightly, and he had an idea.
"Mr. Ye, I must remind you, in the Hidden Sect Realm, no matter how well you play your tune, it's not enough."
"You need guidance from a genius, and more importantly, you need a powerful ally."
Xiao Zhen said arrogantly.
"Guidance from a genius? An ally?" Ye Qingtian asked playfully.
