(An Apology Worth Negative 10,000 Points)**
"I am the Emperor! Leave a piece for me!"
Dai Tianfeng's furious roar finally froze the battlefield-like table.
For one glorious second, he thought his imperial majesty had prevailed.
He triumphantly extended his chopsticks toward the last trembling cube of Dongpo Soul-Shattering Pork—
"CLACK!"
The old goatee Prime Minister moved with the swiftness of a top-tier sword master.
His chopsticks smacked Dai Tianfeng's hand aside, sending the Emperor's chopsticks flying.
Before Dai Tianfeng could even process the assault—
The old Prime Minister had already snatched the final piece, placed it into his bowl with precision rivaling a surgical strike…
…and was chewing it with an expression of pure bliss.
Dai Tianfeng clutched his reddened hand, his mind blank.
"You… you dare hit me?!"
The old Prime Minister didn't even pause chewing.
He rolled his eyes.
"Your Majesty, please wake up."
"In this place, you are not an Emperor."
"If you want to eat—fight for it with your own ability."
His words oozed righteous confidence… and absolute rebellion.
Dai Tianfeng stared at him, stared at the empty plate…
…and then stared at the red-eyed, drooling officials around him.
Once, he believed the Star Luo Empire's greatest enemy was Heaven Dou or Spirit Hall.
Now he realized—
The true enemy was hunger.
And these ravenous animals he called subjects.
He—the supreme ruler of Star Luo—had actually fallen to competing with his own subordinates for F O O D.
And he failed.
What kind of grotesque cosmic joke was this?!
Meanwhile, on the civilized side of the restaurant—
Bibi Dong had just set down her chopsticks with elegance, wiping the corner of her mouth with a napkin.
A faint trace of genuine satisfaction softened her exquisite features, melting away yesterday's gloom.
Only here, in this man's restaurant, could she remove all masks and burdens…
and simply be a woman quietly chasing "happiness."
Her amethyst eyes lifted, gazing gently—almost shyly—toward the figure behind the counter.
"Senior…"
Her voice had none of the Supreme Pontiff's authority, only cautious anticipation.
"My… my lottery draw. Can it be done today…?"
She didn't finish, but the meaning was crystal clear.
Her monthly pass was suspended, yes.
But she had paid today.
She wanted that chance—a chance to pull a new card…
and perhaps pull her heart's hope back as well.
Lin Feng glanced at her, meeting her expectant eyes.
He understood.
"Mm. You can."
Her eyes lit up instantly, a smile blossoming—
But before Lin Feng could summon the System—
Shhhh—
The automatic doors slid open.
A silhouette walked in, backlit by the sun.
The noise of eating, yelling, chopstick duels, swallowing, even breathing—
All abruptly died.
Every gaze instinctively turned toward the entrance.
A tall figure.
Golden hair, disheveled.
A beautiful face pale as death.
Sanctity shattered. Pride gone.
Qian Renxue.
"—click."
Qian Daoliu's spoon froze mid-air.
The golden egg fried rice on it glistened… but he could no longer taste anything.
A crushing sense of heartbreak and inevitability weighed on him.
What had to come… had arrived.
The others looked on in confusion.
"Holy Son?" Golden Crocodile frowned. "She was fine yesterday. Why is she like this today?"
No one knew about last night's mother-daughter battle.
They had been too busy excavating potted plants.
Even the Star Luo delegation stared blankly.
Dai Tianfeng's heart thumped wildly.
Another divinity?!
How many gods does this restaurant meet per day!?
Meanwhile—
Bibi Dong's expression instantly iced over.
The gentle smile from moments ago vanished as if it never existed.
What replaced it was glacial indifference—
and deep, instinctive disgust.
Her amethyst eyes froze over
like ten-thousand-year profound ice.
The air grew eerie.
Qian Renxue didn't notice.
In her world, there was only one figure—
The woman seated before her, eyes cold and distant.
"Xue'er…" Qian Daoliu called softly behind her.
She didn't respond.
She walked as if in a trance—
soft steps, weightless, like stepping on cotton.
Until—
She stopped before Bibi Dong.
And then—
"THUD!"
A heavy sound.
Qian Renxue knelt.
Straight down.
The restaurant froze.
Every person stopped breathing.
Even the System vibrated inside Lin Feng's mind:
[Ding! High-intensity family drama detected. Excitement level: S+.]
[Would the Host like to activate "Gossip Mode"? Complimentary melon seeds, cola, and popcorn will be provided.]
Lin Feng mentally flipped the System off:
Get lost.
"This—!"
Devil Bear Douluo blurted out, then instantly clamped his hands over his mouth.
This development was too explosive.
Bibi Dong was also stunned for a moment.
But her surprise quickly curdled into deeper disgust and contempt.
Her eyes looked down at Qian Renxue—
As if viewing a pathetic worm trying to beg for pity.
"What new trick are you trying to play now?"
Her voice was cold enough to pierce bone.
"Trying to gain sympathy with this ridiculous display?"
But to everyone's shock—
Qian Renxue showed no anger.
No grievance.
She slowly lifted her head.
Her golden eyes were dim, dead, empty.
"I'm not playing tricks."
Her voice was hoarse, scraped raw.
"I came to…"
She forced the words out with visible effort.
"…apologize to you."
Apologize?
Bibi Dong laughed.
A laugh colder than a blade.
"Apologize?"
She repeated the word as if it were filth.
"You bastard…
You dare mention apology?"
She rose slowly, looking down at the kneeling girl—
eyes filled with bone-deep hatred.
"Fine."
"If you truly want to apologize—"
Her voice softened.
Tender.
Gentle.
Yet colder than hell.
"Then why don't you just die right here in front of me?"
"So I won't have to see your face again—
and feel disgusted."
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