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However, the Little Queen of Xia Yu, Jing Yu, rose to her feet, her demeanor becoming stern and icy as she fixed her gaze on the brazen Yan Xu and said, “Yan Xu, this man is an old friend of mine. You were the one who disrespected him first, so do not blame him for not being polite towards you!”

“So what? When has Yan Xu ever endured such an insult?” Yan Xu said in anger.

“If you continue to cause trouble, the humiliation you suffer will only increase,” said Zhu Minglang.

“Are you seeking death? Now, even a nobody dares to act wildly in front of me, Yan Xu?” Yan Xu said.

“Is this how the Yan Clan treats its guests? All who are here are the honored guests of this hunting festival, not prisoners caged by you. So, Yan Xu, you’d best think clearly. The Neon Sea isn’t ruled by the Yan Clan alone!” Little Queen Jing Yu indeed had a presence about her.

She stood in front of Zhu Minglang, not letting Yan Xu’s lackeys get anywhere near him.

“Fine, fine, since he’s participating in the hunt, then everything will be easy to handle,” Yan Xu’s eyes took on a venomous glint.

Indeed, meting out severe punishment to a guest during the festival would tarnish the Yan Clan’s reputation. And he believed that before he could cut off Zhu Minglang’s tongue, the clan elders would step in to stop him.

This meant letting the opponent escape a disaster.

But in the hunting grounds, the situation would be entirely different.

Those they faced were a bunch of demon lords who would kill without batting an eye. And for a better hunting rank, competition among the hunters was commonplace.

In the heat of competition, accidents happened.

Or perhaps allowing the opponent to fall into the hands of villains by accident was something uncontrollable. Even if Zhu Minglang truly had any backing, trouble wouldn’t trace back to him.

This insult of spitting beads would be swallowed for now!

Yan Xu glanced around and saw that indeed, many guests were looking in their direction.

“Zhu Minglang, eat more grapes. You might not have the chance later,” Yan Xu dropped these words before leaving with his minions who looked like evil spirits.

Zhu Minglang peeled another grape, then elegantly tossed it into the air, catching it skillfully with his mouth. His composed and provocative manner infuriated Yan Xu to the point of almost exploding!

Just you wait!!

Just you wait, I’ll make sure you wish you were dead!!

It had been a long time since Yan Xu encountered someone who could make him so furious. If he didn’t flay this man and throw him into a boiling pot, his seething rage wouldn’t be quelled!

“Awesome!” Luo Shaoyan, who was by no means afraid of stirring the pot, gave Zhu Minglang a thumbs-up.

Those mingling in the Neon Sea and across all the major powers knew well what sort of character Yan Xu was—a man of cruel, venomous, and arrogant nature with an extremely narrow mind.

It was rumored that among the prisoners sentenced to death at the hunting festival, many were there for trivial reasons such as offending the eldest young master Yan Xu. Some might have just accidentally blocked Yan Xu’s path, only to end up as miserable enslaved prisoners, brutally hunted down.

Zhu Minglang daring to confront Yan Xu and even spit grape seeds on his face was the epitome of arrogance!

“Still, be careful. Yan Xu isn’t normal, and it might be best if you don’t participate in this hunting festival,” said the Little Queen Jing Yu of Xia Yu.

This incident had started because of her, and she had no desire to cause such trouble for Zhu Minglang.

“It’s fine, I already had a grudge against him,” Zhu Minglang said nonchalantly.

“Yan Xu has a vile character, but he’s not as simple as he appears, stopping at nothing to achieve his goals,” warned the Little Queen Jing Yu of Xia Yu to Zhu Minglang.

“Do I look simple?” asked Zhu Minglang, raising his eyebrows, his face earnest.

After pondering for a long while, Little Queen Jing Yun looked at Zhu Minglang and finally said, “After all, this is the Yan Clan’s territory.”

Actually, Jing Yun thought there was something wrong with Zhu Minglang’s head—otherwise, why would he refuse the marriage to Princess Luoshui of the Miao Kingdom, especially since Wen Lingfei was the youngest Sect Leader of the Miao Mountain Sword Sect? Wouldn’t marrying her be the same as owning the royal power of the Miao Kingdom and half the Sword Sect?

“Little Queen Jing Yun, will you join us?” Luo Shaoyan was shamelessly enthusiastic as he spoke.

“I don’t have much skill in fighting,” said Jing Yun.

“No problem, the two of us brothers will protect you. Sitting here and watching is not as thrilling as being on scene,” Luo Shaoyan said.

Luo Shaoyan’s words made Jing Yun’s beautiful Beads spin slightly, as she lifted her head and surveyed the gathering.

It seemed that the people she came with hadn’t noticed anything happening over here.

Sitting in a white silk tent at such a hunting festival, chatting with short-sighted nobles and ladies about rouge and face powder, then feigning surprise and fake admiration for someone’s demon lord hunting achievements, was indeed very boring!

“Alright, but I need to change my outfit,” said Little Queen Jing Yun with a sly smile.

Being the Little Queen actually came with many restrictions; wherever she went, she had to carry herself with the dignity of royalty. That’s why she often disguised herself. She had also dressed as a little maid at the Dragon Betting Feast for the same reason.

This time, she could experience what it was like to be a hunter—something she had never done before!

It was going to be exciting!

Of course, she could also take this chance to observe Zhu Minglang, this odd person, a bit more.

Although Jing Yun was the Little Queen of Xia Yu and would be its supreme ruler in the future, compared to someone like Wen Lingfei, she was still just a minor character from a small and remote country.

Her greatest admiration was naturally for Wen Lingfei, who seemed capable of anything, and she believed there wasn’t a man in the world who was worthy of her.

Who would have thought that someone would actually flee from a wedding!

Was he even a man? Did he not know how many people coveted Wen Lingfei?

He must have been out of his mind.

Using this hunt as an opportunity, she wanted to see just how abnormal Zhu Minglang’s mind was!

“Wait for me, I’ll be back soon,” said Little Queen Jing Yun as she quickly walked away, her face lit with excitement.

Finally, she could escape this tedious festival.

…

“Why bring the Little Queen along? We’re not going on a picnic,” Zhu Minglang said with a wry smile.

“A beauty is pleasing to the eye. Moreover, am I not providing you with an additional layer of insurance?” said Luo Shaoyan.

“What insurance?” Zhu Minglang was perplexed.

“Yan Xu will definitely cause you trouble during the hunt. The Little Queen has a favorable impression of you and will surely protect you. With her noble status, even if she joins us in the hunt, she’ll definitely bring along a formidable bodyguard,” explained Luo Shaoyan.