To stop that airhead Ruan Mianmian from digging any deeper into this horrifying subject and making them both lose their composure on the spot,
Yun Nishang quickly changed the subject.
"Oh, right, Fourth Senior Sister."
"I heard from Master that Third Senior Sister returned from her mission overseas a couple of days ago."
"Apparently, she's visiting Senior Disciple Sister's grandfather right now."
Yun Nishang forced down the nausea churning in her stomach and spoke quickly.
"Once this ridiculous wedding banquet is finally over, let's get out of this mess and go straight to see Senior Disciple Sister."
"We can visit Third Senior Sister while we're there."
"Oh... oh, sure."
Ruan Mianmian's mind was still gripped by the terror of Chu Feng's explosive performance, leaving her utterly dazed.
She nodded reflexively and readily agreed.
Even after Chu Feng and Ye Lingchen, that pair of bumbling geniuses, had made their utterly absurd exit,
Bai Ye remained at the edge of the stage like a tireless beast.
He clung to that cold marble support pillar, his face full of infatuation!
While the entire room was in chaos and no one was paying attention,
Ling Xiaodong fought down his roiling stomach and silently slipped behind the crowd, darting into the hotel restroom like a ghost.
He turned on the faucet and frantically scrubbed his face and neck.
After using up more than half a bottle of hand soap, he secretly circulated his elixir force true qi, quickly evaporating the lingering moisture on his expensive suit and fading the stains.
Only after forcibly reclaiming a shred of his dignity as the King of the Underworld did Ling Xiaodong return to the hall, his expression dark.
He took a deep breath, suppressed his humiliation, and tentatively made his way back to where Xu Bingning was