"Shopkeeper, is there still room?"
Just as Xia Feng was inwardly sighing with a bitter smile, a clear, cheerful laugh suddenly came from not far away.
But… why did it feel somewhat familiar?
Xia Feng frowned slightly. The moment he turned to look, his face instantly turned deathly pale.
At the entrance of the Immortal Pavilion stood a figure in white, hands behind his back. Although no aura emanated from him, the arrogance on his face was completely unconcealed.
Ling Xiao!!!!
At this moment, Xia Feng's heart and mind trembled violently!
"My apologies, young master. The Yun Meng Immortal Pavilion has been booked out for today."
"Oh?"
"Ling Xiao's" eyes narrowed slightly. He turned and coldly glanced at the crowd, especially frowning slightly when his gaze fell upon Xia Feng.
But in the end, he didn't stay longer and turned to leave.
At that moment, another figure in white slowly walked over, passing by "Ling Xiao." His face was veiled in immortal radiance, his white robe emitting a sharp, divine light.
Beneath his feet, phantom images of dragons and elephants seemed to follow, and in the void above his head, visions of immortal palaces loomed, indescribably divine and terrifying.
The newcomer was naturally the real Ling Xiao, while the previous one was an illusion created by Die Ying.
Ding! The Son of Fate feels fear, his Dao Heart unstable. Congratulations, Host, on plundering 300 Luck Points and 3000 Villain Points.
As expected.
This reborn Son of Fate did recognize him.
And judging by his pale face, he probably knew some of his secrets.
He just didn't know whether what Xia Feng had seen was the original owner of this body or himself after his soul transmigration.
Time was said to be eternal and unchanging.
But Ling Xiao knew that some supreme beings could, with a single thought, cause eras to collapse, the sun and moon to reverse, and even… souls to reincarnate.
The world was a chessboard, and all living beings were merely pieces.
All those who were reborn carried a mission.
Could it be… someone had detected him?
Impossible.
If that were the case, they could just directly attack and kill him. Why bother rebirthing a lurker?
A coincidence?
Or perhaps… the Heavenly Dao's perception?
"Pay respects to…"
"Call me Young Master."
Ling Xiao waved his hand, stopping the Second and Third Princes who were about to kneel, and walked straight towards Xia Feng.
Even now, this Eldest Prince still hadn't snapped out of his daze.
"Eldest Prince?"
A faint smile curled on Ling Xiao's lips. Under the shocked gazes of all the capital's young talents, he slapped Xia Feng hard across the face.
Smack.
"Huh? Who dares…"
Xia Feng's eyes narrowed sharply. Looking up and seeing Ling Xiao right before him, his body trembled violently.
"G-great…"
"What are you dazing out for?"
Ling Xiao's tone was flat as he sat in the seat Xia Feng had just occupied.
The latter's eyes flashed with hesitation as he leaned close to Ling Xiao's ear and whispered, "My Lord, I just saw a demon! A True Demon!! No… a Heavenly Demon!"
Smack!
Ling Xiao didn't hesitate at all, raising his hand to deliver another slap. "I suspect you're insulting me! If there was a demon, how could I not sense it?"
"This…"
Xia Feng suddenly felt a bit confused. That seemed to make sense.
Had he seen wrong?
Or was it just someone who looked similar?
Otherwise, with this Lord's strength, how could he fail to see the demon's identity?
Wait!!
In his previous life, that demon managed to deceive everyone; his methods must be terrifying.
Even though the Lord was from the Upper Realm, how could he be compared to a Heavenly Demon?
That was the peerless demon lord who, according to the Holy Church's God Lord, once brought calamity to the Nine Heavens!!
But…
What the hell could he do?
Chase after him?
That demon could probably annihilate him with a wave of his hand!
Ask the Lord to take action?
Wouldn't that be questioning the Lord's professional competence again?
Dammit!
Quite suddenly, Xia Feng felt… living was truly difficult.
"I heard the young talents of Dragon Fortune City are gathering today. Excellent. Seeing so many outstanding prodigies in our Great Xia brings me great comfort."
Ling Xiao's gaze swept across the entire restaurant. Apart from Xia Feng, there wasn't a single person with Luck Points, which left him somewhat disappointed.
Originally, he had come hoping to round up all of Great Xia's Sons of Fate in one go. He never expected there would only be one leek to harvest.
It just… didn't seem enough to satisfy.
"Great…"
"Call me Young Master."
Ling Xiao's eyes were calm as he picked up a wine cup and took a small sip.
The young masters from the great families and sons of important officials around them were all as quiet as cicades in winter, not even daring to breathe loudly.
Someone who dared to slap the Eldest Prince, and so naturally at that… this person's identity…
Especially Sikong Hun, whose eyes held a trace of astonishment and shock.
Could this be the great personage his father mentioned…?
But, although his appearance was veiled and his true features unclear, one could vaguely sense he was a youth.
What did Xia Feng call him?
Lord?
Could this person… really be from the Central Frontier?
Of course, given Sikong Hun's perspective, he wouldn't think of something as profound as the Upper Realm.
But judging by Xia Feng's current humility, this youth in white definitely had a significant background!
"Chat amongst yourselves. No need to mind me…"
Ling Xiao's voice was gentle, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze.
The atmosphere in the pavilion gradually warmed up.
Just then, Ling Xiao suddenly set down his wine cup with a clear, crisp sound.
Instantly, the expressions on everyone's faces froze. Some of the more timid ones nearly fainted on the spot.
"Young Master…"
Xia Feng's eyes narrowed, also feeling somewhat nervous.
The ancestor's master—this identity alone was enough to throw the entire Western Frontier into turmoil.
Of course, given his nature, he wasn't too keen on having this Lord stay in Great Xia.
He just wanted to lay low by himself, cultivate peacefully, without having to watch anyone's mood.
Rising to the top in one step was fast, but for a man, being too fast wasn't good.
He needed to build steadily, solidify his foundation, and… be self-reliant!
"There's only wine here, no song or dance. Really quite dull."
Ling Xiao's gaze was clear and cold as he turned to look at Qiao Shuang beside him.
"You there. Dance for everyone to liven things up."
Hisss!
Arrogant!! Too arrogant!
Do you know who this is?
This is the direct granddaughter of Great Xia's number one powerhouse, Grand Tutor Qiao Yunli!!
Dance to liven things up?!
If these words got out…
Well, it probably still wouldn't matter.
After all, you even dared to slap the Eldest Prince; surely you don't care about Grand Tutor Qiao either.
Although the young talents didn't know Ling Xiao's true identity… quite suddenly, they also really wanted to see Qiao Shuang, who was hailed as one of Great Xia's top beauties alongside Xia Yanran, perform a dance!
Preferably the kind that… you know… the kind with leg touches, hair flips, deep squats, leg retractions, back bends with hip touches, hip sways, more hip sways, really vigorous ones.
If she could wear something a bit more revealing, that would be even more wonderful.
The entire restaurant fell silent.
Ding. The Son of Fate is feeling down, his scalp is itching. Congratulations, Host, on plundering 50 Luck Points and 500 Villain Points.
But!!
What surprised Ling Xiao was that even though the system prompt had sounded, Xia Feng's face still wore a calm expression. Outwardly… he didn't seem the least bit angered by this.
This kid, I dub him, the Ultimate Lurker.
Just feeling a bit down?
He really doesn't care about his fiancée at all?
Or does he find Ling Xiao's request… quite reasonable?
But, no matter.
This way, your good brother probably really will want to take good care of his sister-in-law!
"Young… Young Master…"
Sikong Hun glanced at Xia Feng. Seeing the latter just sitting there calmly, a cold glint instantly flashed in his eyes.
Especially the humiliation on Qiao Shuang's face at this moment filled him with immense rage!
My Shuang'er, is she a maid or a dancing girl?
Dance for you?
Even if you're from the Central Frontier of Sheng Zhou, so what?
Is there no justice in this world?!
Can any dog from the Central Frontier stand above an emperor?!
"Huh? What, you…"
Ling Xiao raised an eyebrow slightly, a playful smile on his lips.
"Want to dance too?"