Upon hearing Mo Han’s words, the Fourth Prince immediately became interested and spoke up, “Is there really such a dance? That would be wonderful. I also feel that our noble dances need some innovation; they are far too monotonous. I didn’t realize Duke Mo Han was hiding such a talent. You must perform for us today! Don't you all agree?” Hearing the Fourth Prince’s suggestion, the surrounding nobles quickly voiced their approval, demanding Mo Han dance for their admiration.
At this moment, Hais spoke up with a touch of shyness, “But I don’t know any of the dances Duke Mo Han mentioned. What should I do?” Hearing Hais’s words, the Fourth Prince appeared a bit troubled; this was indeed a problem. Seeing this, Mo Han smiled and said, “Actually, this kind of dance is very easy to learn. Miss Hais just needs to follow my instructions; there won’t be any issues.”
Hearing Mo Han, Hais found it difficult to object further and could only nod in agreement.
Mo Han then walked over to the court musicians and selected a relatively gentle piece of music that suited his preferred style of dance. Mo Han had already decided to perform the ballroom dance he was most confident in—one he had learned during his frequent attendance at university parties in his college days. He had put considerable effort into mastering it; back then, he had specifically sought instruction from a teacher just to win the favor of the beautiful co-eds, so the ballroom dance was the one area where Mo Han truly felt confident.
As the soft music began, Mo Han slowly approached Hais and offered a standard, courteous noble invitation. Hais responded to Mo Han’s invitation with a graceful smile, and the two walked to the center of the dance floor already prepared for them in the grand hall. Following the melodious music, they began to dance slowly; Mo Han was performing the Romantic Waltz, his best piece, which had earned him much admiration from numerous young women in the past.
Mo Han moved across the floor, stepping out elegant paces in time with the music, while Hais followed his lead and matched his steps under his subtle guidance. Instantly, the nobles in the hall were captivated by Mo Han’s graceful movements, staring intently at Mo Han and Hais in the center of the dance floor, their expressions a mixture of awe and surprise.
There in the dance floor, Mo Han and Hais moved through steps the nobles had never witnessed before, perfectly attuned to the gentle music. It was utterly captivating, completely overturning the nobles’ usual perceptions, yet so beautiful it brought a sense of serene joy, stirring an impulse to join in.
Even the girls, including Daili, couldn't help but drift closer, standing at the edge of the dance floor with looks of admiration. Long Yuyan couldn't help but ask, “Sister Daili, what kind of dance is this? I’ve never seen it before, yet it’s so elegant and moving. I really want to learn it too.”
Hearing Long Yuyan, Murong Feixue nodded in agreement, “Yes, Daili. Didn’t you say Mo Han was a complete dance illiterate? But looking at him now, he shows no sign of being an idiot. Do you know this dance?” Upon hearing this, Daili also nodded doubtfully, “I don’t know, truly. When Mo Han was learning those traditional noble dances yesterday, he looked truly clumsy. But I haven’t seen this dance he’s doing now either. You know, Mo Han always has many strange tricks up his sleeve. This is probably a dance from his homeland; it’s the first time I’m seeing it too.”
Hearing Daili’s reply, Long Yuyan and Murong Feixue let out disappointed 'ohs' and fell silent, watching