"Boss! Bring out every single one of your signature and specialty dishes! All of them! And make it quick!"
A tall, imposing young man strode over to the large round table in the center of the restaurant and sat down heavily. Seeing the luxurious, high-status attire of the seven newcomers, the restaurant owner's face instantly lit up with a joyful, sycophantic smile.
"Right away, honored guests! Please make yourselves comfortable, your feast will be served in just a moment!"
The six individuals following closely behind the young man took their seats. The only female member of their squad immediately glided over and slid directly onto the golden-haired youth's lap, a profoundly flirtatious and seductive expression plastered across her delicate features.
The male teammates sitting around them couldn't help but look on with intense envy.
"Davis, darling... what do you want to eat first? This delicious food, or... me?"
Indeed, this golden-haired, heterochromia-eyed arrogant dog was none other than Dai Mubai's older brother, Davis. Judging by his current behavior, his life as the Crown Prince of Star Luo was exceptionally lavish and deeply indulgent.
Hearing her deeply suggestive, breathy words and feeling her voluptuous body grinding against his lap, Davis let out a proud laugh. He wrapped his arm tightly around her waist and, right in front of his entire team and the surrounding diners, pulled her into a fierce, deeply passionate wet kiss.
"What do you think, my clever little fox?" he growled seductively against her lips.
This brazen display of public affection caused several nearby customers to swallow hard. After all, a scandalous, high-class romantic show like this wasn't something they usually got to witness for free.
Naturally, the sisters Zhu Zhuqing and Zhu Zhuyun noticed the commotion from their quiet corner table.
However, upon witnessing Davis's depraved behavior, Zhu Zhuyun merely arched an eyebrow and let out a deeply mocking, amused chuckle. There wasn't a single shred of shock or betrayal on her beautiful face.
"See, Zhuqing? I told you so. Davis and Dai Muibai are cut from the exact same filthy cloth. There isn't a single bit of difference between them."
Fu Ye sat comfortably right between the two gorgeous sisters, listening to them quietly converse right in front of his chest.
As for whether Zhu Zhuyun would feel angry or heartbroken? Absolutely not. She was far from a naive, innocent girl like Zhuqing used to be. She had thoroughly unmasked Davis's vulgar, womanizing nature when she was a mere twelve years old. If it weren't for the absolute shackles of the imperial marriage contract and the ultimate allure of the Star Luo Empress throne, she would have never deigned to play along with his pathetic charades.
Fortunately, she had been incredibly shrewd back then, establishing a strict, iron-clad agreement with him: before their official royal wedding night, he was absolutely forbidden from touching a single inch of her virgin body. Otherwise, she truly would have been left ruined and weeping with regret.
Soon, a large metal food cart stacked with steaming, exquisitely prepared delicacies was wheeled into the center of the dining hall, filling the entire restaurant with a rich, mouth-watering aroma.
Davis and his teammates immediately broke apart their chopsticks, licking their lips as they prepared to gorge themselves on the feast.
However, before the waiter could even park the cart at their central table, the metal trolley abruptly pivoted, steering directly past them toward a secluded, luxurious table right next to the massive glass window.
"Honored guests, your signature dishes have all been successfully served. Please enjoy."
Davis's face instantly twisted into an expression of dark, volatile fury as he glared at the table that had blatantly stolen their priority. One ordinary-looking man and two cloaked women... what kind of pathetic trash did they think they were to dare compete with the Crown Prince of Star Luo?!
But just as Davis was about to unleash a localized hurricane of royal wrath, his eyes locked onto the silhouettes of the two women. A deep, chilling sense of familiarity violently struck his mind.
Because of the bright midday sun streaming through the window, their faces were initially obscured by the glare. But the moment a stray cloud drifted across the sun, casting a soft shadow over the table, Davis finally saw their flawless, breathtaking features with absolute clarity.
"Zhu Zhuyun!!!"
Davis's sudden, sharp roar of utter disbelief echoed violently through the establishment, instantly drawing the stunned gazes of every single customer in the restaurant. Spirit Masters led notoriously dangerous, stressful lives, so when a massive piece of juicy, high-stakes drama dropped right into their laps, absolutely no one was going to look away.
Hearing her name shouted so hysterically, Zhu Zhuyun merely turned her head, casting a cold, profoundly indifferent glance at her former fiancé before casually looking away. There was no explanation, no fear—just pure, unadulterated disregard.
The members of the Star Luo Imperial Academy Team exchanged looks of absolute, stunned bewilderment. Their legendary Team Captain, Zhu Zhuyun, had mysteriously vanished from the face of the continent two years ago. Now, their Crown Prince was screaming her name at a random goddess in a restaurant?
The flirtatious girl sitting on Davis's lap knit her brows in deep annoyance. However, being highly perceptive and politically astute, she could feel the absolute tremor of volatile shock and rage radiating from Davis's body. Wisely, she chose to remain silent, quietly shrinking back into his chest without uttering a word.
At that exact moment, Davis's furious glare shifted, locking onto the handsome young man sitting directly to the left of Zhu Zhuyun—Fu Ye.
At this point, a literal volcano of pure, unadulterated murderous fury erupted within his chest. His official, imperial fiancée was currently sitting intimately in the lap of another man! To a proud, arrogant prince like him, this wasn't just a betrayal—it was a supreme, catastrophic humiliation that completely trampled his royal dignity into the dirt!
With veins bulging on his forehead, Davis stood up violently. He grabbed the seductive girl on his lap and roughly, brutally slammed her back down onto her own empty wooden chair without a single shred of his previous tenderness.
"Ah! Davis, you're hurting me...!" the girl whimpered, her face twisting in genuine physical pain, but her dramatic acting didn't even earn a single backward glance from the enraged prince.
"Zhu Zhuyun!!! I am screaming your damn name! Are your ears completely broken?!"
Before anyone could react, Davis had already stalked across the restaurant, stopping a mere three meters away from their table. However, the exact moment he tried to take another step forward to violently grab her, he hit an invisible wall. No matter how much physical strength or spirit power he channeled into his legs, he found himself utterly incapable of advancing even a single millimeter forward.
"Zhuyun, sweetie, try a bite of this delicious steamed abalone. It's exceptionally fresh and succulent," Fu Ye murmured smoothly, completely ignoring the screaming prince as he picked up a beautifully prepared piece of seafood with his chopsticks.
Hearing her husband's deep voice, Zhu Zhuyun leaned forward with a beautiful smile, opening her soft lips to receive the food. But right before the chopsticks touched her lips, Fu Ye wickedly pulled the food back, popping the succulent abalone directly into his own mouth instead.
"Hmph... you massive, teasing liar," Zhu Zhuyun pouted cutely, her small, delicate fist playfully tapping against Fu Ye's broad, muscular chest.
However, before she could even withdraw her hand, Fu Ye dropped his chopsticks, wrapped a powerful arm around her neck, and pulled her lips firmly against his.
Right under Davis's bloodshot, wide-eyed, and thoroughly shattered gaze, Fu Ye initiated a deep, intensely passionate mouth-to-mouth transfer. He parted her soft lips with his tongue, sliding the succulent abalone directly from his own mouth straight into hers, completely intertwining their tongues in a wet, deeply erotic, and unbridled French kiss. They thoroughly tasted each other's sweetness, making out with raw, possessive intensity right in front of her former fiancé.
The deep, heavy kiss lasted for three incredibly long, agonizingly silent minutes. Not a single person in the entire restaurant dared to let out a breath, let alone a sound. The volatile aura of pure tension in the room was so thick it could be cut with a knife; a single stray word could cause an absolute explosion.
By the time Fu Ye finally broke the kiss, a thin, glistening trail of saliva connected their lips before tearing away. Zhu Zhuyun's flawless, porcelain cheeks were completely blanketed in a deep, burning crimson blush, her breath coming in soft, ragged pants. She knew perfectly well that her wicked husband was intentionally putting on a spectacular show to completely shatter Davis's sanity.
"Well? How was it, my beautiful little cat? Do you like being fed by your husband in such an intimate way?" Fu Ye chuckled deeply, his voice filled with alpha dominance as he pulled the voluptuous Zhu Zhuyun tightly against his left side.
Simultaneously, sitting on his right, the equally stunning Zhu Zhuqing let out a soft, adoring hum, tilting her exquisite head to rest comfortably against Fu Ye's broad shoulder.
The three of them then turned their collective, deeply calm gazes toward the invisible spiritual barrier, looking at Davis, whose eyes were entirely bloodshot, his chest heaving up and down like a raging, psychotic bull.
"My dear sir, I suggest you properly control your volatile emotions," Fu Ye said, his voice completely relaxed and utterly dripping with casual disdain. "While my two beautiful wives thoroughly enjoy engaging in highly passionate, explicit public mimos and physical intimacy with me, that is strictly our marital business. It is certainly not a valid reason for a complete stranger like you to get so aggressively worked up."
Hearing those devastatingly calm words and seeing the absolute, heavenly paradise Fu Ye was lounging in, every single male diner in the restaurant felt an intense surge of envy.
To make matters infinitely worse for Davis's sanity, under the wide-eyed, jaw-dropped stares of the entire crowd, the two top-tier, legendary cat-goddesses Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing simultaneously leaned in, each planting a deeply affectionate, loud, and wet kiss directly on either side of Fu Ye's lips.
Smack!
Smack!
At this exact moment, every single man present had only one burning thought left in their minds: Kill Fu Ye, take his place, and inherit his divine harem!
"You... You absolute, shameless, disgusting harlot!!!" Davis completely snapped, his royal composure thoroughly disintegrating as he screamed at Zhu Zhuyun, his voice cracking with pure, humiliated madness.
However, before the final vile insult could fully leave his mouth, a terrifying, deafening crack of displaced air violently tore through the room, rushing straight toward his face.
WHACK!
BOOM!!!
Davis's large, powerful body instantly became a literal broken kite. He was sent flying across the grand dining hall at an incomprehensible velocity, his bones shattering as he was violently and ruthlessly embedded directly into the restaurant's thick, reinforced stone wall, leaving a massive web of deep fractures in the masonry.
"Davis!!!"
"Boss!!!"
The remaining elite members of the Star Luo Imperial Academy Team watched their leader get thoroughly broken in a single microsecond. Fueled by shock and a desperate need to avenge their prince, they instantly ignited their Spirit Rings, preparing to launch a combined, lethal assault.
But unfortunately, in the eyes of an omnipotent entity like Fu Ye, their desperate, righteous retaliation was nothing more than a pathetic ant picking up a microscopic grain of sand, foolishly believing it could use it to crush a supreme human being. It was utterly, profoundly laughable.
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
In less than three seconds, without Fu Ye even lifting a single finger from his wives' waists, a succession of invisible, crushing telekinetic strikes violently slapped every single member of the Star Luo Team across the room. One by one, they were ruthlessly plastered and pinned directly into the stone walls right alongside their prince, transformed into a thoroughly pathetic, blood-spatting collection of human wall art.