The birthday banquet approached, the Saint Lord of Thunderclap! (Please keep reading and vote!)

Five days later.

"Little master, please wear this Golden Silk Garment today. It was tailored just for you."

"The Textile Pavilion selected the finest materials, nourished them with spirit medicine, then fashioned them into this garment."

Inside the palace of the Ye Family's Young Master, Huang Ruoxi dressed Ye Tian with her slender, jade-like fingers. Every movement was delicate and utterly gentle.

Ye Tian stood obediently, putting away his usual mischievous demeanor.

Today was the birthday of the Eternal Ye Family's patriarch, God Emperor Ye Junlin.

Even Ye Tian, known as the Little Mischief Demon King for his boundless energy and daily antics, dared not act up. He stood obediently while his maid straightened his clothes.

Outside the palace doors, space warped, and a messenger appeared. He knocked on the doors and called softly, "Reporting to the Young Master: the patriarch's birthday banquet is about to begin. Please make your way there at once."

"Understood. You may leave."

That reply came from within the Great Hall. Without concerning himself with whose voice it was, the messenger withdrew immediately.

"Young Master, it's time to leave."

She gazed at his hair, each strand lustrous as jade, his small, exquisitely formed body, and his chubby little face, brimming with an adorableness that made her reluctant to let him go.

There was no denying it... at just five years old, Ye Tian was irresistibly adorable in the eyes of these older sisters and elders. His lethal charm was at full strength, impossible to withstand.

Even Huang Ruoxi kissed Ye Tian twice before finally letting him leave.

Ye Tian set his little legs moving and hurried out through the palace doors.

Ever since he had returned to the Lineage, those two enchantresses could not bear to leave him for even a moment, tormenting him at