Chapter 519

By the time the meal began, Yang Fan finally understood why people called this set the Emperor's Meal.

This was indeed very imperial.

The food was flavorful and aromatic, but of course, the most exquisite part was not the food, but the accompanying performances.

More than ten women dressed in pink dresses filed in, six of whom were dancers, and the remainder were musicians.

As the sound of string and woodwind instruments rose with the enchanting and graceful dance moves of the six women, Yang Fan found it hard to avert his gaze. He was less concerned about the taste of the food in his mouth.

Live music, live dance, servicing just the three of them, and whether they were dancers or musicians, their looks and figures were incredibly on point—goddess-level beauties in the outside world.

Without mentioning anything else, that alone qualified them to set a threshold.

"Old Zhou, take a good look, what do you think?" Wei Jin, with a somewhat smug look on his face, asked Old Zhou.