There were three men whose looks had left An Ning breathless. One was Jiang Xia, but perhaps because they were too familiar with each other, he only ranked third for the time being.
As for first place, that went to the charmer An Ning detested. But setting aside his questionable character, his looks truly had the potential to topple nations.
If Tao Quan was a reincarnated Peach Blossom Demon, and Jiang Xia was the dashing, arrogant Little General from the General Mansion, then the man before her was a well-read and scholarly Prince, exuding an air of nobility.
"Uncle Hu, I've told you before."
The man walked over to the table in a few steps. He first gave An Ning a slight nod and said, "Hello, I'm Haitang."
An Ning's pupils widened. She stared at the man, utterly speechless, her lips silently forming his name, "Hai…"
"You're Haitang?"
An Ning finally managed to ask. Haitang gave an affirmative reply, "Yes, I am Haitang. I'm also the leader of this opera troupe."
