The Final Brides (3)

"I have some food here, why don't you eat some first?" Debbie took out some snacks from her Space Pouch.

"Okay!" Ye Lang took the snacks, ate a few bites, and then urged, "Let's go!"

"... Didn't Debbie tell you to eat these first?" The Third Princess was a little speechless.

"I'm just eating this first, it doesn't mean I'm skipping dinner. Hurry up, sister..." Ye Lang was really hungry at this point, so he even called her "sister." Of course, everyone could tell that it was just a casual way of addressing her.

However, upon hearing this word, the Third Princess's eyes lit up, and she said, "Since you call me 'elder sister,' then I can't treat you badly. Come on, let's eat and drink the best food and drink the finest!"

"..." Xi Er and the others were speechless. This Third Princess, what's wrong with her? She just said that so many people were waiting, but now she's run away.

"Okay, let's go!" Ye Lang nodded in agreement.

"Where do you want to go?" a deep, angry voice asked.

"Let's go have dinner!" Ye Lang replied casually.

"You're still thinking about this while having dinner? Do you think you've already won?" The voice was even deeper and angrier.

"I don't know if I'll win or not, I only know that if I don't eat something soon, my stomach will stick to my back," Ye Lang replied casually, still not caring who the speaker was.

"You're not allowed to leave! This isn't over, you're not allowed to leave!!"

"Damn, who are you... Hey, Abby, he looks like the person you were with before." Ye Lang looked at the person who had come in and realized that this person seemed to be the one who had been with Debbie before.

"Yes, he is the First Prince and the leader of the Red Team!" Debbie explained to Ye Lang.

"You're the leader of the Red Team? That makes things easier. Third Princess, you don't need to treat me to dinner anymore. The First Prince can treat me now," Ye Lang said with a smile.

"I'll invite you? I'll invite you to die!!" the First Prince said coldly.

"Does the Red Team want to win?" Ye Lang asked directly.

"Of course we want to win!!" someone shouted, clearly from the Red Team.

At this moment, Ye Lang was surrounded by the Red Team, but he remained relaxed and said with a smile, "If you want to win, then prepare a meal for me. I want to eat dinner!"

"Are you trying to blackmail me?" the First Prince said coldly, looking at Ye Lang.

Ye Lang shook his head and said, "No, I'm discussing this with you!"

"..."

This kid is shameless. Is this what you call negotiation? This is extortion.

"Hmph, do you think you can get through our impenetrable defenses? Do you think you'll win?" the First Prince snorted, somewhat displeased.

"I don't know, but I do know that if I don't show up next, you definitely won't win!" Ye Lang said with a smile.

"..."

Everyone fell silent. They understood Ye Lang's meaning: if Ye Lang didn't come, the result would definitely be a draw, and the Red Team would naturally not be able to win.

"Let's make peace then. Isn't it just as good as amicable peace?" the First Prince said with a sneer. "Trying to threaten me with this? Do you think I'll give in?"

"Oh, is that so? Then, Third Princess, let's find a place a little further away for dinner, and we can just eat there for a few hours." Ye Lang said nonchalantly. This wasn't a threat; he genuinely didn't care.

As for Ye Lang, he never said that he had to win or steal all the brides. The current draw is not bad, so what's the problem?

"You..." The First Prince seemed to notice Ye Lang's casualness. He understood that if Ye Lang left, he would never come back.

"Fine! I'll have someone prepare dinner. Eat it if you're not afraid of getting poisoned!" the First Prince said coldly. It was impossible for him not to care about the outcome of the competition; otherwise, why would he have asked the Young Mistress inside for help?

"I'm Immune to All Poisons," Ye Lang replied casually. He was stating a fact, but no one believed him; they just thought Ye Lang was joking.

"Don't disturb me while I'm eating, or I'll leave right now. I can't afford to offend you, but I can at least avoid you!" Ye Lang said at the end, as he didn't want to be disturbed while eating.

"I understand, don't worry!" the First Prince replied. He believed that with Ye Lang's agility, it would be difficult to stop him if he wanted to escape, so he would not let anyone disturb Ye Lang's dinner.

He didn't want Ye Lang to leave now; he wanted Ye Lang to stay, because only if Ye Lang stayed would he have any hope of winning.

"All done!" Ye Lang said with a smile. "Hey Abby, is there anything else to eat? I need something to fill my stomach."

"Eat, all you know is eating! You even dared to extort the First Prince!" Debbie handed the snacks to Ye Lang. She no longer cared that Ye Lang her Abby, because she couldn't change that now.

"It's not extortion, it's just to get him to treat me to a meal. If he treats me to one meal today, I can get the Third Princess to treat me to breakfast tomorrow. Perfect, I can leave in the morning!" Ye Lang calculated that the reason he had the First Prince treat him to a meal was simply because if he ate this meal, he wouldn't have another one.

"I really don't know what to say to you. If you want to eat, I can treat you to a meal. Why did you have to provoke the First Prince?" Debbie was speechless.

"This wasn't something I provoked him for. We've always been on opposite sides. I'm on the Blue Team, and he's on the Red Team," Ye Lang said casually. He wasn't afraid of provoking anyone, and he didn't care about this First Prince.

"That's what they say, but..."

"But what? Stop talking, let's wait for dinner." Ye Lang interrupted Debbie, not wanting to continue the discussion on this issue.

"Ye Lang, you're quite interesting. Many people have threatened our eldest brother, but none like you," the Third Princess said, looking at Ye Lang with a somewhat complicated expression.

What she wanted to say was that Ye Lang's threat didn't seem like a threat at all, but it seemed like a joke. Yet the First Prince still gave in, and there weren't many people who could make the First Prince give in, almost none.

"He's being a bit too obsessive. Is winning or losing really that important?" Ye Lang replied casually, it was unclear whether he understood the meaning behind the Third Princess's words or was just speaking off the cuff.

"You're right, you care too much!" The Third Princess was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile.

She would tell this to the First Prince, reminding First Prince not to care too much about superficial things, because it is often because he cares about these things that things fail.

And she will keep this in mind and remind herself of it constantly!

Soon, Ye Lang's dinner arrived. The First Prince even had a table set up for Ye Lang. He didn't make things difficult for Ye Lang in small matters; on the contrary, he did a perfect job, which made Ye Lang think that the First Prince was a very good person.

If it were someone else, and Ye Lang were to blackmail them like this, they would try every means to make things difficult for Ye Lang; preparing a table would be out of the question!