C107 The Femme Fatale

Jun Lulu was unmistakably in the worst spirits. Her usually sprite-like, lovely face suddenly turned grim. Despite her forced smile, she was acutely aware that her chances of triumphing in the courtesan competition were slim. It wasn't that her zither playing paled in comparison to Chen Yuanyuan's singing; it was because of that man she had yet to meet.

In contrast to Jun Lulu