Dai Weisi: I Believe You? Not a Chance! You Rotten Old Man, You're Up to No Good!

Inside the restaurant, the people from the Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were very familiar with the place, ordering food without batting an eye, as if the Gold Soul Coin on the menu were Copper Soul Coin.

His arrogant demeanor left the people of the Star Luo Empire looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Well, let's order some too."

Dai Tianfeng coughed lightly, forcibly maintaining his imperial dignity.

Although the price was so outrageous that he wanted to curse, he was already there and couldn't just stand by and watch.

Besides, there's definitely something fishy about food that even titled Douluo would fight over like starving ghosts reincarnated!

No, there must be a God!

With mixed feelings of "we're already here" and "we can't afford to lose out," the members of the Star Luo Empire delegation, their hands trembling, casually ordered a few dishes from the menu.

Their hearts were bleeding as they ordered.

A simple plate of braised pork costs six or Gold Soul Coin?

That money is enough for them to go to the most upscale brothel in the entire continent and listen to music all night!

Or perhaps it's about booking the top courtesan and listening to her performances over and over again until you're completely satisfied!

Just as everyone was painfully waiting for the food to be served, Dai Tianfeng caught a glimpse of his son, Dai Weisi, out of the corner of his eye, that he was constantly stealing glances at Zhu Zhuyun.

That look in his eyes held three parts resentment, three parts disappointment, and the remaining ninety-four parts were filled with the frustration of "How could my wonderful fiancée just disappear?"

Dai Tianfeng frowned, alarm bells ringing in his mind.

He lowered his voice, like a tiger pouncing on its prey, and growled, "What are you staring at? Have you lost your mind?"

Dai Weisi was startled and, regaining his senses, his face filled with sorrow, he whispered, "Father, is it really true that Zhu Yun... will she no longer be my princess consort?"

"Have she and that Deity already...?"

Dai Weisi was really suffering.

Before he came, he was still dreaming big.

Divine Envoy as a wife—what kind of perfect start could even a genius like Zhuge Liang or Pang Tong have imagined?

Once he inherits the throne, and the Empress is the representative of the Deity, won't the Star Luo Empire take off immediately, dominating the Heaven Dou and kicking the Spirit Hall?

And the result?

Before the dream even began, it shattered into a QR code that couldn't be scanned.

Seeing Zhu Zhuyun's intimate interaction with that Deity, massaging his shoulders and legs, and the satisfied blush on her little face...

Even a fool could see that this relationship wasn't innocent!

The empress is gone, and so is the ladder to heaven that leads to her! What kind of mess is this?!

What kind of mess is this?!

He was wallowing in self-pity, unaware that his words had set off a firecracker in a powder keg.

Dai Tianfeng's face turned green in an instant, then turned a deep liver color from anger!

"Smack!"

A crisp, resounding slap landed squarely on Dai Weisi's face.

He was completely stunned by the slap, clutching his burning cheek, and looked up in disbelief.

He was greeted by Dai Tianfeng's face, contorted with extreme fear, and the horrified stares of the other officials at the table.

"You fucking dare to even think about it?!"

Dai Tianfeng grabbed Dai Weisi by the collar, almost whispering angrily into his ear:

Are you brain-dead?!

"Didn't you see what kind of status Zhu Yun has now? Is she someone you can even think about?!"

"You still want her to be your wife? Why don't you want me to call you 'Dad'?"

"Are you worried your brother is too lonely and want to go downstairs and chat with him?!"

"Let me tell you! If you dare to anger the Deity over this trivial matter, I'll twist you into a pretzel right now without them even lifting a finger! I'll show you why flowers are so red!"

Dai Tianfeng was genuinely terrified.

This is Deity's woman!

How dare my stupid son have such thoughts!

What's the difference between this and repeatedly jumping back and forth on the edge of a cliff, while also performing a backflip?!

After being bombarded with a barrage of insults, Dai Weisi finally snapped out of his heartbreak, his back instantly drenched in cold sweat.

Yes!

What time is it?!

How could I possibly have such a suicidal thought?!

The thought of Dai Mubai's tragic end sent a shiver down Dai Weisi's spine, instantly snapping him back to reality.

He lowered his head abruptly, wishing he could bury his face in the table, no longer daring to look even half a glance in Zhu Zhuyun's direction.

My life is far more important than my wife.

Seeing that he had become obedient, Dai Tianfeng breathed a sigh of relief and sat down heavily, feeling as if he had just finished a life-or-death battle against a level 99 Title Douluo, feeling utterly exhausted.

This scene infuriated Zhu Chenfei, who had been pretending to be dead the whole time.

He was extremely anxious.

Wow! How did you figure it out so quickly?

Keep courting death!

If you cause trouble, the Deity will punish you and slap your Dai Family to death. Then my Zhu Family can rightfully take that position, right?

I've already achieved half of my imperial dream, and you're giving me this sudden desertion?

Thinking of this, Zhu Chenfei could no longer sit still.

He wore a pained expression, as if saying, "I'm doing this for your own good," and leaned close to Dai Weisi, earnestly urging him on:

"Hey, Your First Prince, don't listen to your father's nonsense!"

"A man should be brave! Happiness is something you have to fight for!"

"Think about it, my daughter is your original fiancée. Logically and morally, you should go and win her back!"

However, having just narrowly escaped death, Dai Weisi now sees everyone as someone who wants to harm him.

He abruptly turned his head, glared fiercely at Zhu Chenfei, and spat out a mouthful of blood:

"I don't believe you! You old geezer, you're wicked!"

"You want me to go and die so you can seize power, huh? Bah!"

Zhu Chenfei's smile froze on his face.

The other Star Luo Empire officials also cast strange glances at them.

That old bastard is so rotten he's practically oozing pus!

Just then, Hu Liena, carrying several huge trays, Nana began serving dishes to everyone.

Before Qian Daoliu were still five bowls of Egg Fried Rice, each grain of rice seemingly wrapped in gold, crystal clear, radiating a soft golden light.

The desserts on the Light Feather Douluo table were varied in shape and colorful, as if they incorporated the rainbow in the sky.

And then there's that good-for-nothing Spirit Kite Douluo...

Regardless of how the food tasted, she ordered the most food of all the titled Douluo, making her look like a reincarnated starving ghost!

Smelling the enticing aroma wafting from the golden Egg Fried Rice at the next table, and then taking a Light Feather Douluo's table, the Star Luo Empire officials behind Dai Tianfeng felt their stomachs growling uncontrollably.

"Gurgle..."

The sound wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the deathly silence of the table.

The official's face instantly turned a deep purplish-red, and he wished he could disappear into the ground.

In the midst of this extremely awkward atmosphere, Hu Liena arrived, carrying their dishes and swaying her hips.

"Please enjoy your meal."

The moment the plate was placed on the table, everyone's eyes were glued to it, unable to look away.

A dish called "Dragon Whisker Phoenix Tail Shrimp" features translucent shrimp bodies, golden-fried vermicelli that resembles dragon whiskers, and an irresistible garlic aroma.

A plate of "Dongpo Soul-Stealing Meat"—each piece trembled precariously, glistening red, with a sauce so thick it could be pulled into threads.

There's also a dish called "Boiled Cabbage in Clear Broth," with a crystal-clear broth and a few cabbage hearts that look like jade. Its intensely fresh and fragrant flavor is even more overpowering than the braised pork next to it!

Dai Tianfeng swallowed hard.

He forced himself to maintain his imperial dignity, cleared his throat, and said, "Ahem, let's start eating, but... be mindful of etiquette."

Before Dai Tianfeng could finish speaking, a crisp "clang" rang out!

A dozen or so chopsticks transformed into countless afterimages, engaging in a breathtaking battle above the plate.

This isn't a meal, it's Huashan Sword Debate!

"Mine! That prawn is mine!"

"Get lost! I've never eaten anything this delicious before!"

"Who the hell squeezed me! I'll squeeze you to death!"

Dai Tianfeng was completely dumbfounded.

He, the mighty Star Luo Emperor, reached out his chopsticks three times, but each time they were intercepted halfway, and he couldn't even pick up a single vegetable hair!

Seeing that the plate of Dongpo Soul-Stealing Meat was almost empty, he panicked, and his imperial majesty suddenly erupted!

"Stop right there, all of you!"