Chapter 67: The Fire Princess (6)

  When everyone turned their heads towards the main seat, Green Swallow was kneeling on the ground with both knees, her face as white as paper, as if she had seen something particularly terrifying.

  "Shadow Palace."

  Everyone bowed their heads to the host seat, and Huo Ling'er's line of sight involuntarily fell upon him.

  Above the main seat

  At a single glance, she saw the most beautiful face she had ever seen in her life. On the main seat, a young man was leaning lazily, half of his body wrapped in a large black cloak with golden edges. His eyebrows and eyes seemed to have participated in a fatal charm and sacredness, carrying an enchanting coldness within his icy demeanor. The half-mask on his face did not affect his beauty. With just one light glance from his phoenix-like eyes, everyone's heart was as if being pulled away, only knowing to follow the fluctuations of his gaze.

  His slender fingers leisurely held a transparent crystal glass, the black liquor in his hand sparkled like shattered jade, dazzling and piercing everyone's eyes.

  A purely black color without any hue surprisingly has a different flavor in his hands.

  The black rainbow wine that everyone feared, in his hands, was filled with hundreds of high concentrations. The gaze of the crowd did not change his behavior, he raised his hand and took a sip from the cup, elegant and calm as if he were a prince of a mysterious kingdom.

  "Shadow Palace, apart from you, no one else can control the black rainbow wine. I'm not willing to admit defeat, so here, please let Shadow Palace preside over justice for me."

  Lu Qing weakly got up from the ground, she gritted her teeth and stomped her foot, smashing the broken pot. She blamed Huo Ling'er for her misfortune, otherwise how could she survive in the Magic Union with her head held high?

  "Oh?"

  A cold cry had already made everyone's heart cool down.

  At this moment, the cold and stern man put down the wine cup in his hand and looked at Huo Ling'er.

  Huǒ Líng'er secretly rolled her eyes. This guy was quite charismatic, but when eating at his house, he was so unscrupulous. Seeing everyone's fearful appearance didn't seem fake, was he suffering from dissociative identity disorder?

  Thinking and thinking, I shiver with my arms around me.

  The man on the throne seemed to know Huo Ling'er's imagination, and it was rare for him to raise his lips, a deadly beauty that was 100% embodied.

  "Am I really that ugly? You don't even dare look at me?"

  Huǒ Líng'er really wanted to roll her eyes again, what's the point, a big man shouldn't be so petty? She didn't even say anything about his split personality.

  "It's because you're too beautiful, so beautiful that I don't dare look straight at you. Your Highness Masked, shouldn't you know that I didn't cheat?"

  Huǒ Líng'er secretly gave him a wink.

  Do you dare say I cheated? The meal I made for you can't be eaten for free, if your arm bends outward it's not right.

  Yingdian forcibly suppressed the laughter in his heart, and gave Huo Ling'er a confused look, innocently saying "Newbie, are you sure you want to flirt with me in front of everyone?"

  Everyone in the castle turned into stone because of this sentence.

  Is Yingdian joking?

  No way! Is Shadow Palace joking?

  Did I hear it wrong?

  Huolinger said with a black line on her forehead, "Super handsome prince, my family is currently bankrupt and I'm afraid we can't afford to buy cabbage this autumn."

  The masked man nodded slightly "Oh? Then owe it for now, and pay me back when you earn money from your next task."

  Is it really because of ear problems?

  The Shadow Palace actually asked a newcomer for bok choy?

  Does he really like eating spinach that much?

  Can't help but say, Your Highness, your cold and stern image is totally unsuitable for eating bok choy.

  Or would you like something else?

  Everyone is busy Y.Y.

  Huǒ Líng'er let out a sigh, unable to express her frustration. "I gave you bok choy, does that mean you're accepting my favor? You can host however you want, just don't eat my vegetables for free."

  Huǒ Líng'ér's painful expression made people can't help but twitch their mouths.

  Is spinach really that expensive? Is it worth being so stingy about?