Liwen entered the Peony Pavillion, his eyes skimming over the grand main hall and various guests being entertained. He tightens his grip on his sword a bit as the scent of incense makes him dizzy. His eyes land on a specific figure but before he can walk over, the madam stops him with a big smile "How can I help you kind sir?" the young man dressed as cultivator (who was secretly the Crown Prince), was caught off-guard for a second by her getting all up in his personal space