Chapter 403: A Night to Remember

Stepping into the venue, Yenir casually surveyed the surroundings, ever ready for a quick escape.

The expansive hall resembled a manor banquet thrown by high society in the pre-apocalypse; high-level Awakeners in extravagant evening wear mingled at will.

Of course, many formidable Third-Stage cultivators, blatantly sporting their equipment and armed to the teeth, were present.

Although their appearance starkly contrasted with the surroundings and seemed a bit odd, both the maids and the accompanying girls couldn’t help but fix their gazes on these Awakeners.

Post-apocalypse, a full set of high-level gear was the ultimate status symbol.

It was a sign of true strength!

Amid the constant hum of chatter and graceful music, Yenir calmly entered the hall after his identity was verified.

Just as he suspected, Yinglong probably wouldn’t have personally invited someone as insignificant as him—it was merely a token gesture.

Their arrival went completely unnoticed, like a drop of water lost in the vast ocean.

This proved that the Canglang Safe Zone’s status was rather trivial, and as a result, Yenir was easily overlooked.

“Young Yenir, we must tread carefully here…”

“No matter what happens, we cannot afford any mistakes…”

Nervousness crept in as Tang Hai’s Confidant, whose muscles were tensed as if about to burst, glanced around at a room filled mostly with Third-Stage cultivators and top officials from various Safe Zones.

They weren’t even supposed to be here.

Perhaps if Tang Hai had come in person, they might have secured an invitation.

But if any trouble arose, there would be no escape, and their deaths would be as mysterious as they were abrupt. Especially since they noticed Thick patrols of Bloodshadow Legion troops stationed around the banquet, clearly guarding the event with utmost diligence.

One couldn’t figure out the true purpose of this banquet…

Before Yenir could nonchalantly gesture for his companions not to worry, a graceful figure suddenly approached from afar.

In an instant, Yenir, who had planned to remain low-key and observe Yinglong in secret, felt a slight change in his expression.

No other reason: the moment the alluring figure drew near, every eye in the hall turned in unison to follow.

With a smiling look that invited adoration, Blood Nightingale strode toward him like a radiant star surrounded by admirers. Even the usually unflappable Yenir tensed up.

“Damn it, could it be that my mouth got me into trouble? Has this wretched woman lost it?”

“Why come after me now? Don’t tell me she plans to publicly ruin me! Didn’t we agree to keep our distance?!”

Ever the picture of composure, Yenir stepped back deliberately, suddenly recalling that Blood Nightingale was, at her core, a woman with a disturbingly twisted side.

Under normal circumstances nothing unusual would occur, but…

Watching Blood Nightingale’s beaming face as she neared, Yenir felt a chill run through his scalp.

Especially after reading their chat history, he couldn’t shake the feeling that the stunning beauty might lean in for something unspeakable at any moment. To him, her coy smile was as provocative as that of a succubus.

So many people present—it would undoubtedly be a scene to shock the entire hall…

Even Yinglong, no matter how composed, would likely explode in rage and have him blasted on the spot!

This is just too outrageous!

As Yenir wavered, ready to unleash his Dimensional Slash and bolt, the entranced eyes of the crowd fixed on him, until Blood Nightingale finally halted a short distance away.

Her enchanting eyes locked with Yenir’s and briefly flashed a peculiar glint.

But it vanished as quickly as it appeared.

Meanwhile, curious stares from across the hall fixated on Yenir. They wondered why Miss Blood Nightingale had personally greeted him. Who was he, and what made him worthy of her attention? After all, this was Yinglong’s arena where no high-ranking official dared to be overtly familiar.

As the purported ‘mistress’ of the banquet, there was no way Blood Nightingale would casually greet just anyone! Otherwise, it would be a direct affront to Yinglong!

While some tried to feign indifference and others simply stared at Yenir, Blood Nightingale finally spoke.

“Are you from the Canglang team?”

“You must be Tang Hai’s nephew, right? Allow me to thank your uncle for the ‘warm hospitality’ at the Canglang Safe Zone.”

Her voice was clear and melodious, like an orchid in a secluded valley.

Gathering her smile, Blood Nightingale spoke in a cool, elegant tone, nodding slightly before walking away without a backward glance—as if she had merely come to express gratitude with no ulterior motive.

As for Yenir? He barely recognized her and paid her no mind.

The surrounding crowd paused in confusion, then slowly began to nod in realization.

Tang Hai? Many of them had been to the Canglang Safe Zone and knew that Tang Hai was a master of people skills. It appeared that the reception had indeed been top-notch, and Miss Blood Nightingale was merely upholding her dignity by stopping by to express thanks.

Not even knowing the kid’s name—they assumed there was no connection.

After all, he was just a minor character not worth noticing…

A few Third-Stage cultivators accompanying him chuckled softly at Yenir, simply nodding in greeting. They had mistakenly thought he might be someone important, or perhaps even connected to Blood Nightingale.

But it turned out he was just a small fry…

Tang Hai’s nephew? His very presence was likely only due to Blood Nightingale’s sense of obligation…

As the gazes dispersed, a strange look crossed Yenir’s eyes, and his escape plan was instantly abandoned.

Admittedly, he was shaken by Blood Nightingale. Ever since stepping in, even Uncle Liang had grown solemn, as if sensing a lurking presence in the hall.

Damn it, this wretched woman is clearly here just to scare me.

Well, no one goes this far without a reason…

If she actually followed through, Yenir would certainly carve his name into history, shocking the entire Huaxia Battle Zone.

In [xx] year [xx] month, Yenir, a member of the Capital Military, was infamously slaughtered on the spot by Yinglong—a Peak Third-Stage cultivator—from the Far Frontier, after being caught in a compromising liaison with a woman during the day…

The circumstances of his death were shockingly abstract.

At the same time, as Blood Nightingale turned to take her seat, a self-satisfied smile played upon her lips. For some reason, she felt an overwhelming thrill. Knowing Yenir well, she had clearly seen him nearly bolt at the slightest hint of danger.

Heh, didn’t he boast before? Constantly mocking and humiliating her!

Now it seemed that even this bastard had a moment of fear… It was unclear where he got the nerve to challenge Yinglong when he knew full well he was outclassed.

But once he met Yinglong, this bastard would surely abandon his delusions and face the stark reality.

That was the overwhelming presence of a human peak cultivator—a terror no background could ever redeem.

In an inexplicable lift of mood, Blood Nightingale’s smile widened. She seemed to have thought of something and couldn’t help but act on it.

This bastard is so scared…

If she didn’t take her revenge, how could she ever make up for last night’s humiliation?

……………….

“Ye Shao, it seems we don’t have any seats…”

“Well, why don’t we just stand in a corner?”

Leaning in close to Yenir, one of Tang Hai’s Confidants awkwardly suggested.

Once they were invited, no one bothered with them any further.

Having been arranged in advance, these minor characters had no right to expect the Bloodshadow Safe Zone to make extra accommodations. They ended up standing around like mere servers.

“It’s fine; a corner will do. We’ll leave soon enough.”

Yenir, unbothered by being ignored, welcomed the chance.

He planned to observe Yinglong for a while before departing, with further plans to be set into motion once Blood Nightingale secured further intelligence.

He was more than happy if no one paid attention to them.

Just as Yenir pondered whether to slip into the servers’ area, a private message flashed on his system.

“I’ve arranged a seat for you—right beside me.”

“Weren’t you eager to watch Yinglong? How about this opportunity?”

“By the way, don’t even think about escaping. I told Yinglong you’re the most capable ‘godbrother’ I know…”

A light laugh escaped as Blood Nightingale, now at the main table, felt an unprecedented rush of satisfaction.

She could already picture that bastard’s face turning pale.

Suppressing her exhilaration, she quickly sent another message to Yenir:

“Hurry up~”

“Your sister can’t wait any longer. Don’t you know how much I love you?”

“Hmm~?”

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