"Which word?"
"The word 'husband.' Do you really need me to spell it out?"
"What's wrong with that?" Morgan tilted her head.
"Chen, Chen Luo hasn't agreed yet, has he?"
"I want Chen Luo to be my husband. Why would I need his permission?"
"H-He doesn't? Is this the composure of a queen who has lived for two thousand years?!!"
Thus, although Morgan's birthday gift and that excessively unique form of address had caused quite a stir in the bar, things did not get too out of control.
First, everyone understood Morgan's domineering nature as a queen, as well as her usual lack of common sense compared with other people.
Second, everyone knew how much Chen Luo had helped certain people. It was perfectly reasonable for them to give him an extremely valuable gift on this day.
And one reason this situation had taken shape was thanks to the help of a benefactor.
Morgan's remarks had merely turned the previously undercurrent-filled river surface into visibly raging waves.
Fortunately, nothing too unexpected happened.
Sometimes, an individual's actions really could change the fate of a country, or even a world.
Just as Merlin had, to a certain extent, turned around the fate of the bar just now.
However, people did not show the kindness they ought to have shown toward the person who had saved the bar.
"Let me go! I definitely didn't say that just now. Sparkle must have said it! Could you stop piling every problem onto me?" Merlin cried out in protest.
At the moment, Merlin was hanging from a rope extending down from the chandelier.
Merlin was like a spinning top. Anyone passing by could slap him once and watch him start spinning.
"...Do you believe that yourself?"
"Why wouldn't I? Really, believe me! Sparkle definitely said