After the fairy vani

With a light *crack*, the amulet hanging from his neck burst into red light and shattered.,Yes, he's in the private room on the second floor, with a faint sweet pear-scented candle burning in the corner; on the silver tray beside him, grapes and honeydew melon are still dripping with water.,But the most notable figure in the whole theatre was this sleepy old man. He added, "Next time, let's go to a different opera house. Don't call it 'Zhaixiantai'. Are fairies peaches that can be plucked at random"。