"That... the blue-haired girl in the light yellow dress..." Meng Fan replied in a low voice with a red face, and glanced carefully at the dance floor, "That girl... seems to be the daughter of Baron Chermit." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Tiberius said thoughtfully.

"Do you know her?" Meng Fan hurriedly asked, "I don't know." Tiberius replied simply, "But I've seen it at a banquet before, and my brain is pretty good, and those who have seen it don't usually forget it." Tiberius said, with the corners of his mouth curled.

"I don't know..." Meng Fan also wanted Tiberius to introduce him to the girl named Beatis, looking at the beautiful figure spinning on the dance floor, Meng Fan's eyes showed longing.

"It's going to be a long time, and she's not going to do just one dance, so you'll invite her later." Tiberius said as he beckoned his attendant to bring the wine.

"Let's have a drink. Tiberius brought Meng Fan a glass of wine, "Oh, thank you." Meng Fan took the wine glass and gently touched the glass with Tiberius, took a sip of wine, Meng Fan stared at the dance floor in the banquet hall, hoping that this dance music would end quickly.

Finally, a piece of music was over, and Meng Fan quickly put down his glass and stood up, he had to rush over before other men could invite Miss Beatis.

Sitting on the bench, staring at Meng Fan walking towards Beatis, Tiberius raised his glass expressionlessly and took a sip.

After dancing with the men, Beatis returned to the lounge area of the banquet hall, holding a red bud-edged folding fan in her hand and gently swinging it on her chest.

"Hello. A skinny dark-haired man walked up to him, a dark-haired man with obvious nervousness on his face.

"Beautiful Miss Beatis, can I... I invite you to do a dance?" Meng Fan leaned down and stretched out his left hand to the blue-haired girl sitting in the chair, Meng Fan's heart pounded quickly, and his voice trembled a little.

"Your Excellency, your name is..." asked Beatis, who was sitting in the chair, with a smile on her face, damn it, she forgot to introduce herself to the other party when she was nervous.

"My name is Claude Kuru. After Meng Fan finished his name, he found that the other party seemed to be waiting for him to say something, but Meng Fan had nothing else to say, Meng Fan currently had no proper occupation, and no illustrious family background to show off.

After listening to Meng Fan's introduction, Beatis's eyes looked Meng Fan up and down for a moment, Beatis saw that Meng Fan's right hand was missing two fingers, and it was usually the right hand that was stretched out to invite female companions to dance, but this black-haired man stretched out his left hand, which turned out to be the reason.

Closing the folding fan in his hand to his chest, "I'm sorry, Lord Claude, I just danced a little tired, and I don't want to..."

"It's okay, Miss Beatis. Meng Fan stammered, turned around and walked back.

With heavy steps, Meng Fan's tears almost flowed out and were rejected, just like on Earth.

Once on Earth, the conservatory where Meng Fan studied held a New Year's Day ball, Meng Fan mustered up the courage to send an invitation to dance to a girl he had liked for a long time, but was rejected by the other party without hesitation, and when he came to this different world, the same scene was staged again.

"Bang", back to the east side of the banquet hall, Meng Fan sat on the bench with his ass, and Tiberius looked at the black-haired man who came back to sit next to him with a wine glass.

"What's the matter?Claude, was rejected by the young lady of Baron Chermit's family?" Tiberius asked with a smile, Meng Fan lowered his head and did not answer.

"Claude, you're from Blackstone. Tiberius continued, "Hmm. Meng Fan replied softly, "Your brother Bogula is said to be a good person, and soon the lord will promote him to the rank of family knight." Tiberius shook the glass in his hand.

"Although the lord's family knight has some status in Ziyang City, he is not a real nobleman after all, and... For you, Claude, you are nothing in Ziyang City. Tiberius said as he drank the wine from his glass.

Placing the glass on the chair, Tiberius stood up. "Are you, leaving?" Meng Fan looked at the brown-haired man standing in front of him, "No, I'm going to dance." Tiberius stroked the clothes from his body.

"Claude, I suddenly got the mood to dance. Tiberius smiled and walked towards the side of the banquet hall, Meng Fan looked at Tiberius, the brown-haired man walked straight to the blue-haired girl who had just rejected him not far away.

Standing in front of Beatis, Tiberius bent down and sent an invitation to the blue-haired girl to dance, and Meng Fan saw Beatis smiling and gently put her hand in Tiberius's palm.

Holding Beatis' hand, Tiberius led the blue-haired girl onto the dance floor. Melodious music sounded again, and with the beautiful girl in their arms in their arms, Tiberius and Beatis twirled and danced happily on the dance floor, like two butterflies fluttering.

Late at night, the celebratory dinner held by Marquis Lewin, the lord of Ziyang City, ended in a joyful atmosphere, and Bogula returned to his place of residence with his younger brother Meng Fan in a carriage.

"Phew, Kapua, Torre, these guys can really toss. Sitting in the carriage, Bogula tugged at the sweat-soaked collar on his chest, and at the dinner, Bogula and several territorial commanders drank a lot of wine, and then went to invite the ladies in the banquet hall to dance, Bogula was tired enough to choke tonight.

"Claude, why don't you sit still? Bogura noticed that Meng Fan, who was sitting opposite, kept his head down, "Claude, didn't you invite the girl to dance tonight?" Bogura asked, tonight Bogula has been pulled by Kapua and Torre, and they are not available to take care of his younger brother Claude.

"Big brother, do you know Tiberius Nar?" Meng Fan raised his head and asked, "I don't know. Bogura shook his head, "But, the surname Nal, seems to be the family of Viscount Bruce Nal, the tax collector of Purple Sun City." "Bogura knows Bruce Nal, the tax collector of Purple Sun City.

"What's the matter?" Claude, did you suddenly ask about this?" Bogura looked at his brother with a puzzled expression, "I met Viscount Bruce's son at the banquet tonight, his name is Tiberius Nar. Meng Fan replied.

"Oh, you've seen the Viscount's son, what kind of man is he?" asked Bogura, "he's... he's a very interesting man. Meng Fan said with a smile.

"Interesting?" Bogula was stunned for a moment, "Hello" Meng Fan covered his mouth and yawned, "I'm so sleepy, big brother, let's go back to sleep quickly." Meng Fan said with his hands in front of his chest.

Leaning back on the chair, Meng Fan looked out the window with his eyes, outside the window was the streets of Ziyang City, it was late at night, and the bustling streets had become very deserted.

Before the end of the dinner, Tiberius came to Meng Fan to say goodbye to him.

"Claude, I am the son of Bruce Nal, the tax collector of Purple Sun City, and my father is a viscount. Tiberius said with a smile on his face.

"I've always looked down on the nobles who inherited the wealth and glory of my father's generation, but wealth and power are indeed good things, they can help you get whatever you want, Claude, when you have them, no woman will refuse your invitation. Tiberius walked up to Meng Fan and put his head to Meng Fan's ear.

"Claude, I can see that you have what it takes. Tiberius whispered, "You shine brighter than everyone else in this banquet hall, and if you don't want to sit in the corner and be a lonely spectator, then show your talent to these mediocre and incompetent fools..."

In the carriage, Tiberius's words rang in Meng Fan's ears again.