"Dance?"
Sikong Hun's eyelid twitched. Dance your… der!
But…
If he could dance a loving cha-cha alone with Sister Shuang'er, that would be… quite wonderful, wouldn't it?
Cha-cha-cha!
"Hehe, Young Master, perhaps you are unaware of my sister's status?"
"Oh?"
Ling Xiao wasn't angry; instead, his expression grew even more playful.
A good Master of Laying Low was always accompanied by a brother who was upright and impulsive.
Otherwise, how could he find a reason to push himself, display his strength, and enjoy the pleasure of showing off and slapping faces?
Unfortunately…
Originally, this brother of his was indeed quite upright.
Even when his sister-in-law was practically offered to him, he still acted all righteous and principled.
But this sister-in-law wasn't that sister-in-law. No matter how close they were, as deep as brothers, humans ultimately had desires.
Moreover, from Qiao Shuang's memories, this Sikong Hun had been humble since childhood, with a gentle and exceptionally considerate personality.
He looked exactly like a proper simp.
Sister, even if I can't have you, I will always wish you happiness!
No!! As long as you're happy, I'll do anything!
What?
Someone dares bully my sister?
Don't be afraid, Big Brother is here. Even if the whole world insults you, I'll stand in front of you!
Big Brother, you're so!!!
But I… I really can't love you!
Because I'm already engaged to a prince, and you're just a general—what future could you possibly have?
A simp and a green tea b*tch?
Hot water pairs well, but sadly it's tasteless.
I… of course choose the Ace of Spades!
He just didn't know if that lurker could still remain calm.
"This sister of yours, what status does she have?"
Ling Xiao seemed interested. Xia Feng, however, shot Sikong Hun a look.
Brother, what the hell are you doing?
If this Lord gets angry, Great Xia is finished!!
But at this moment, Sikong Hun turned a blind eye and said in a low voice, "She is the Eldest Prince's fiancée, the direct granddaughter of Grand Tutor Qiao Yunli, and also the sworn sister of me, Sikong Hun, the direct son of the Loyalty Count!"
Holy crap!!
So badass!
The expressions of the surrounding young talents instantly froze.
Ling Xiao's identity was mysterious and powerful.
But if Sikong Hun hadn't pointed it out, they wouldn't have realized that Qiao Shuang was also quite impressive?
Although Great Xia was ruled by the Xia Emperor, the Qiao and Sikong families also held immense power, intimidating the court. Even the Emperor wouldn't dare provoke them lightly.
But… Qiao Shuang alone seemed to intimately connect Great Xia's three great clans?
"Finished?"
Ling Xiao nodded, drained the wine from his cup, and glanced at Xia Feng. "I asked your fiancée to dance. Do you have any objections?"
"For Shuang'er to have the honor of dancing for the Young Master's entertainment is her good fortune, Feng's supreme glory, and also the honor of our Great Xia. I believe even if Old Grand Tutor Qiao Yunli found out, he would surely be grateful to you."
Xia Feng, who was not originally eloquent, suddenly seemed like a different person, his words flowing smoothly and passionately.
Dammit!
Do I dare have objections?
I just want to lay low steadily, cultivate diligently, preserve my dog's life, and not die young like in my previous life!
As for Sikong Hun…
Of course, I don't want to lose you; after all, we're brothers.
But I want to die even less!
"Daring to challenge my authority—even if your father were here, he'd have to kneel before me! You have no regard for life or death."
Ling Xiao snorted coldly. A Divine Emperor's pressure instantly spread from him.
The entire Yun Meng Immortal Pavilion shook violently. All the young talents from the ancient clans uniformly knelt on the ground.
Even Sikong Hun felt an immense force descending from above, crushing him to the ground.
Thud!!
"Young Master, please calm your anger!!!"
Especially the three Great Xia princes; they now hated Sikong Hun to the core.
But their father had given a strict order: anyone who dared reveal the Lord's identity would have their nine generations exterminated.
Huh?
Exterminate nine generations?
Wouldn't that include the Emperor himself?
Hisss!
Such a ruthless and cruel order!
Truly a death decree!!
"You!! Xia Feng!! I misjudged you!"
Sikong Hun lay prostrate on the ground, his eyes wide with fury. He never imagined this youth was actually at the Emperor realm!
But even so!!
What he found even harder to accept was that the Eldest Prince he had always admired, the Eldest Prince with whom he had shared life-and-death experiences, was actually such a heartless, spineless coward!!
Even if this person before them was from the Central Frontier, or even from the Holy Church, as a man, even if your strength couldn't protect your fiancée, this attitude of yours is simply despicable!!
No wonder!!
No wonder Shuang'er had been so despondent and depressed before!!
Pfft!
Thinking this, Sikong Hun spat out a mouthful of blood, his aura instantly weakening.
Ding! The Son of Fate develops a rift with his brother. Congratulations, Host, on plundering 500 Luck Points and 5000 Villain Points.
Even Ling Xiao glanced at Sikong Hun with some surprise.
Did this guy get the wrong script?!
The Son of Fate himself isn't even agitated; why are you so worked up?
Whatever. As long as I can plunder fortune, it's fine. Since ancient times, deep affection… often belongs to the simp!
The ancients truly didn't deceive me!!
"Young Master, please calm your anger!!"
Finally, a bitter, sorrowful expression appeared on Qiao Shuang's pretty face. She stood up, walked in front of Sikong Hun, and blocked Ling Xiao's gaze.
"I'll dance! Please, Young Master, forgive my brother's impulsiveness!"
"Oh?"
Ling Xiao gave a cold laugh. "Forgiving him might not be impossible. Finish this jar of wine, and I'll spare his dog's life."
For Ling Xiao, whether Sikong Hun lived or died wasn't important.
He was just an ant.
What he needed to do now was humiliate Qiao Shuang. The more Xia Feng laid low, the angrier it would make Sikong Hun, thus… the plot could proceed as he intended.
After all, when Xia Feng's best brother witnessed him being a demon with his own eyes, the world would have no reason to doubt.
What was the most terrifying thing in this world?
Of course, it was the human heart and those mouths that could say anything.
"Shuang'er! Don't…"
Sikong Hun grabbed Qiao Shuang's jade-like hand. This scene, in the eyes of everyone present, instantly took on a suggestive meaning.
So the rumors were true.
Sikong Hun loved Qiao Shuang!
Previously, they thought it might be rumors spread by someone with ulterior motives upon Sikong Hun's return to the court.
But now, watching the man and woman in the pavilion, who shared life and death and protected each other, they seemed to believe…
Rumors weren't necessarily false!
At the very least, right now, this pair seemed absolutely not right.
"Brother Hun, didn't the Loyalty Count tell you? This… Young Master must absolutely not be offended! Otherwise, the consequences… It's fine, it's just drinking and dancing! Have you forgotten? Shuang'er is most skilled at dancing."
Although Qiao Shuang was comforting Sikong Hun, the humiliation in her beautiful eyes was impossible to hide.
"Shuang'er!!!"
Sikong Hun's eyes were bloodshot. How could he not know that this great personage before him had a background even his father feared.
But…
Right now, he was isolated and unsupported. If he continued to oppose him, would he really have to sacrifice the entire Sikong clan?!
"Alright, if… Big Brother… cares about Shuang'er, please don't make things harder for Shuang'er anymore."
"Shuang'er!! You… you've suffered!!"
"It's alright, Brother Hun. Anyway, you're back. I believe Shuang'er definitely won't be like before from now on… Besides, what does this count as suffering? If it can save Big Brother's life, Shuang'er would consider it worth even dying."
Qiao Shuang gave a faint smile, walked to Ling Xiao's side, picked up the jar of strong liquor, and tilted her head back to drink it directly.
Beside her, Xia Feng frowned slightly, a shadow seeming to pass through his eyes.
Dammit!
You two… do you really think I'm dead?!