Fan Miaomiao did not go in. Instead, she crossed her arms and looked at the bodyguard with an air of a queen, "You're late today. I'm deducting two days' wages from you. Are you satisfied?"
The bodyguard quickly lowered his head, "Yes! Miss, I am satisfied. I'm sorry, it won't happen again."
Fan Miaomiao turned and waved goodbye to Ming Zhitian, then got into the car, "Let's go."
The bodyguard hurried around to get into the driver's seat and start the car.
Ming Zhitian watched, muttering to himself, "A bodyguard has the strength of the mid-stage of the Minor Heavenly Cycle. How powerful must the force behind her be?"
It was still early, so he took Xiao Hong to the amusement park. They bought a double ticket. The place was crowded, and the queue alone took more than half an hour.
After playing for three hours, Xiao Hong felt tired, so Ming Zhitian took her back to the Wang family's house.
Xiao Hong was very well-behaved and sensible. Knowing that Ming Zhitian had more important things to do, she voluntarily found Wang Xixi and asked her to accompany her.
After another round of intense activities, Ming Zhitian had scoured the entire city of Miaohai.
It was getting dark, and Ming Zhitian felt he was on the verge of a breakthrough. Perhaps tomorrow, or perhaps tomorrow night.
Once he broke through to the Major Heavenly Cycle, the humans on Earth would be nothing.
He opened his phone and realized he had forgotten to promise Fan Miaomiao that he would accompany her to the banquet.
There were twenty missed calls, all from Fan Miaomiao. Ming Zhitian immediately felt guilty.
He opened the chat app, and there were ten location-sharing messages alone.
"Whoosh!" Ming Zhitian flashed and was five hundred meters away in an instant.
He quickly returned to the Wang family's house, picked up Xiao Hong, and, not feeling at ease leaving Xiao Hong there, decided the safest place for her was by his side.
They arrived at Miaohai City's largest hotel, "Qing Huang Ming Yao." The eight-story Qing Huang Ming Yao was booked for an event today, so except for the first two floors where the banquet was held, the other six floors were empty.
As Ming Zhitian got out of the car, the taxi driver sized him up, confirmed he was only wearing cheap clothes, and shook his head helplessly, "Kid, I told you earlier this place was booked, but you didn't believe me. See?"
Ming Zhitian nodded, "That's where I'm going."
After paying the fare, the taxi driver kindly reminded him, "People who come here are either rich or noble. I guess you might have a classmate or friend working here as a waiter? As an elder uncle, I advise you, it's better not to get involved in the world of the rich. As the saying goes, if you don't have a head that big, don't wear a hat that big."
"You talk too much," Ming Zhitian ignored him and walked straight towards the hotel entrance.
"Hey, this kid, could he be a gigolo? So young... tsk tsk tsk... young people these days!" The taxi driver shook his head and drove away.
Upon reaching the entrance of "Qing Huang Ming Yao," two male attendants looked at Ming Zhitian and Xiao Hong with confusion, as the banquet had already started.
One of them stopped him, "Excuse me, sir, this place is a private banquet today and is temporarily closed."
Ming Zhitian said, "I'm here to attend the banquet."
The attendant politely said, "Then please show your banquet invitation, sir."
Ming Zhitian said, "I don't have an invitation."
"Then I'm sorry, sir. Without an invitation, we cannot let you in." The attendant's expression changed. He had already seen that Ming Zhitian, dressed in cheap clothes, was not on the guest list.
Ming Zhitian thought, "Should I just give up? It's fine if I don't attend this banquet."
Then he changed his mind and decided to call Fan Miaomiao back.
"Ring... Ring ring..."
No one answered the call. After two attempts, still no answer. Ming Zhitian was about to leave.