“The Queen’s and Princess’s words and actions were wrong. Cloud King, please forgive me!” After dealing with the two, Chu Yao quickly smiled apologetically to Mo Yunhuang.

 “Then, is the Wind Banquet for me?” Mo Yunhuang asked lightly. He was obviously talking to Chu Yao, but his eyes were on Zihou.

 Chu Yao was already used to his humble bow being ignored. He was very angry at Mo Yunhuang’s disregard for his behavior, but somehow, standing in front of this man, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness. The raging anger at the bottom of his heart was also replaced by this feeling of helplessness. This felt like the other party was the emperor and he was just… a servant!

 “Yes, of course it is!” Unconsciously, Chu Yao’s voice became humble. After saying this, Chu Yao could not help but reach out and wipe the cold sweat on his forehead.

 “Since that’s the case, time to start it now!” Mo Yunhuang said, striding to his position and sitting down. His powerful aura enveloped the audience at once, directly making Chu Yao, the true emperor, a foil.

 When Zhen Xuan heard this, she bit down on her lip. She really hated this, why was there always a strong person biased towards the b*tch Wei Zihou every time?

 Silks and bamboos, colorful plumages, delicious food.

 Many young ladies constantly volunteered to come on stage to show their talents. All of them performed with all their efforts. They wanted to show their most talented and beautiful side to the Cloud King to gain the Cloud King’s favor and enter Lingguo estate like a fantasy story.

 Above them, Mo Yunhuang sat lazily, his arrogant figure peerless and fierce, like the devil emperor. Holding a cup in one hand, his intoxicating eyes stared in front of him and the corners of his lips arced fascinatingly, full of demonic charm. His elegant movements were simply gorgeous. His beautiful and unmatched face made all the women below stare at him, their eyes full of obsession.

 Below, Zihou had a cold face and glanced at the stinky man from time to time as she sneered.

 Hypocritical! Dull! Shameless!

 Offensive! Disgraceful! Stinky man!

 She could not understand where did this stinky man come from. He was obviously a coquettish man, but he wanted to pretend to be cold and fierce. Such a hypocritical man, she did not want to look at him!

 Wherever she looked, she could see all the drunk and fully obsessed girls! Such a scene was like the stars surrounding the moon, and it also inexplicably caused a rise in Zihou’s heart…

 She squeezed the wine glass in her hand hard, making a crunchy sound. The miserable fate of the goblet was becoming someone’s scapegoat as it was crushed in Zihou’s hands!

 It seemed that he felt the deep hatred from Zihou’s side. Mo Yunhuang slowly looked away, and his sword-like, fierce brow gently raised towards Zihou.

 Seeing the man suddenly look over, Zihou panicked and hurriedly looked away. However, Mo Yunhuang’s sight was too fast and sharp and she was caught off guard!

 Mo Yunhuang’s sharp eyes shot straight into Zihou’s eyes, glancing at her deepest emotions. His thin lips became an evil arc, and his playful eyes made Zihou angry.

 Zihou gritted her teeth secretly, her face darkened, and she no longer flinched, her sharp eyes looking back like a knife…

 So, the two looked at each other across the crowd.

 This stare was sharp as a sword, full of killing intentions; two demons, playfully teasing.

 “You guys fell in love at first sight?” The words entered Zihou’s ear.

 Zihou immediately looked away, looking at Wei Guoting with a dark face.

 “Isn’t it?” Looking at Zihou like this, Wei Guoting swallowed a little and then continued in doubt, “Then why do you guys look so affectionate?” Wei Guoting did not realize that his words almost made his granddaughter vomit blood and die.

 Zihou was completely speechless by Wei Guoting’s words.

 How did he see the two of them look at each other affectionately?

 Weren’t they clearly hated enemies? Affectionate? How could it be! Sure enough, pig-like teammates were worse than god-like opponents. Her grandfather really disappointed her!

 Zihou’s mouth twitched violently, and she simply withdrew her gaze like an ostrich, indicating that she wanted to see neither Mo Yunhuang nor the Master now!

 Mo Yunhuang’s strength was superb. Even though Wei Guoting and Zihou’s conversation was very quiet, he heard it clearly. Mo Yunhuang’s smile deepened and his eyes glowed with purple light…