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The bright light in the banquet hall suddenly dimmed, casting eerie shadows.

An indescribable chill, like the cold air seeping from a tomb in late autumn, spread silently and instantly pierced through the warm hall, going straight to the bone.

Gu Shuofeng's body tensed up abruptly, his hand under the table clenched into a fist, his knuckles turning white from the force, and his breathing became heavy and suppressed.

Gu Shengyao's delicate body trembled almost imperceptibly, and all warmth vanished from her beautiful eyes, leaving only a bone-chilling coldness and surging hatred.

Chu Yang could clearly feel the violent fluctuations of true energy within the two people beside him, like a volcano about to erupt being forcibly suppressed, filled with a violent unease.

He subtly patted Gu Shuofeng's tense arm under the table: "Stay calm!"

Just then, a figure appeared at the doorway.

He was shrouded in a long, dark robe that almost blended into the shadows. The robe's texture was strangely peculiar, as if it weren't fabric but rather solidified night. Light falling on it not only failed to illuminate it but was also silently swallowed up. The hem of the robe moved without wind, like flowing ink.

As he stepped into the hall, the chilling atmosphere suddenly intensified.

The air seemed to become viscous, and each breath carried a faint, rotten, sweet smell that made one feel nauseous.

He walked to a slightly brighter spot, and in the shadow of the hood, a face with distinct features, still faintly recognizable as handsome in his youth, was revealed.

However, his face was deathly pale, like a piece of jade buried underground for a long time, and a gentle yet chilling smile played on his lips.

"Xiao Feng, Yao Yao," his voice rang out, deep and hoarse, unusually clear in the silent hall, "How have you been all these years?"

That seemingly caring greeting, in this context, was more chilling than the most vicious curse.

Gu Shengyao clenched her teeth so tightly that her red lips almost bled. The tears that had been building up for so long finally couldn't be held back and streamed down her face, leaving cold marks on her pale cheeks.

She abruptly turned to look at Chu Yang, her voice trembling sharply with extreme anger and fear:

"Chu Yang! Kill him!"

Her delicate body trembled slightly, and the exquisite pendants on her silver phoenix crown jingled.

Chu Yang's gaze fell on Mo Yuan's smiling face, but he did not ask any questions.

Mo Yuan smiled and patted Chu Yang's arm.

"Xiao Yang, I'm entrusting this person to you. The beauty has already said that you can do whatever you want with him, kill him or torture him."

This was beyond Chu Yang's expectations.

But Chu Yang wouldn't naively believe that Mo Yuan was a "Santa Claus" who grants wishes.

"I wasn't born lucky enough to be fed by others. So when I want to eat, I always find my own way. Only when I get the food do I feel at ease eating it."

"Oh? So, even if I personally feed you, you're not planning to eat?"

Mo Yuan's smile remained unchanged, but his tone was somewhat chilling.

Chu Yang stopped beating around the bush and went straight to the point.

"Let me put it this way. I do have to settle accounts with the Chu family, and if you hadn't sent people to cause trouble today, I might have already received the 'interest'. But I won't blindly switch sides just to settle old scores with the Chu family."

Mo Yuan's expression changed slightly, his brows furrowed gently, and he slammed the wine glass down with a "clatter".

"Since you're so frank, I'll be frank. If you pledge allegiance to me, you'll be made a king in three years at most."

Upon hearing this, both Gu Shuofeng and Gu Shengyao were startled.

Three years later, Chu Yang was not yet thirty years old.

Wouldn't that make him the youngest king of a different surname in the history of the Great Xia Dynasty?

This will surely become an immortal legend and be recorded in history.

Who could resist such temptation?

Chu Yang is very calm now, and has not been blinded by any interests.

To be crowned a king within three years?

Who is qualified to be crowned king?

Only one person in the entire Great Xia Dynasty has this qualification, and that is the Dragon Lord!

I heard that although the Dragon Lord is getting old, he is in great health and has a good appetite.

In other words, the Crown Prince clearly couldn't wait any longer, and the matter seemed to have become public, no longer something to hide.

As expected, the capital city is still the same capital city. The open and covert struggles in the East China Sea are at most minor squabbles here.

Chu Yang suddenly felt that this kind of person must have a really tiring life.

Following someone like that, let alone becoming a king in the future, even if he were to become the Dragon Lord, he would find it meaningless.

"I don't plan to. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."

Mo Yuan's face darkened slightly, but he quickly regained his signature kind smile.

"Xiaoyang, what do you think of Lanlan?"

"Hmm...it looks good!"

Chu Yang spoke frankly, summarizing his two personal experiences in just three simple words.

Mo Yuan chuckled twice. "I've heard you and she had some unpleasantness in the East Sea. Could you be a bickering couple?"

Chu Yang didn't believe that someone like Mo Yuan would bring up this topic for no reason, so he directly asked, "Does Your Highness want to match me with the Crown Princess?"

Mo Yuan's smile froze.

That's exactly what he thought. If he could win over Chu Yang, it would be like having more leverage to control the Chu family.

If he wanted to accomplish great things, he had to bring the Chu family under his control.

But Chu Yang's directness caught him somewhat off guard.

"Haha, Xiao Yang is so straightforward. I've always been an open-minded person, not bothered by trifles, and besides, Lanlan and I aren't officially engaged yet. If you're interested in Lanlan, I'm willing to reluctantly give her up."

Chu Yang sneered and stood up, clasping his hands in a fist salute.

"Farewell! Your Highness, there's no need for you to see me off."

After saying this, he grabbed Gu Shuofeng with one hand and Gu Shengyao with the other and headed towards the door, but was stopped by Gu Qiong.

"Excuse me, His Highness hasn't said you can leave yet."

Chu Yang narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "You killed your own wife?"

Gu Qiong nodded without hesitation, "That's right! If those two hadn't run away, I would have killed them too."

Chu Yang slowly nodded: "Alright! I'll take your life. I'll temporarily keep it with you for a while."

Gu Qiong didn't seem to mind at all, and nodded with a smile: "No problem! As long as you have the ability to take it. However, I still want to thank you. Without you, Yao Yao would still be unconscious, and I wouldn't be able to remove her poisonous yin energy."

As soon as he finished speaking, a female eunuch carrying a pure gold tray came to Mo Yuan's side with small, quick steps.

"Your Highness, which 'elixir' would you like to choose for Miss Murong?"

Chu Yang looked over curiously.

On the female official's tray were ten pills of different colors, neatly arranged.

Each pill has a label next to it, which states the name of the medicine and its effects.

With just a glance, Chu Yang secretly thought to himself that this young master really knew how to have fun.

Those are all "miracle drugs for controlling women," each with different effects, causing women who have taken the drugs to have different physical reactions.

Regardless of which option is chosen, Mo Yuan will definitely be a "one-night stand" tonight, and Murong Lan will probably have a hard time getting up tomorrow morning.

However, since it's a self-initiated attempt to climb the social ladder, one should be prepared to suffer.

At this moment, Mo Yuan looked at Chu Yang and said in a playful tone, "We'll talk again later. My promise still stands."

After Chu Yang led the Gu siblings away, he followed Xue Jing out of the Crown Prince's residence.

Xue Jing said regretfully, "Young Master Chu, you were a bit rash just now. Why didn't you... be more tactful? I think His Highness seems a little unhappy."

Chu Yang smiled and said, "Since you're trying to subtly hint at this on behalf of His Highness, I won't beat around the bush either. I don't want to cater to his ideas; even if I told him a joke, he wouldn't be happy."

Xue Jing nodded with a wry smile: "I don't see things as clearly as Young Master Chu. But you don't need to worry. Although His Highness is not happy, he won't target you for this."

Chu Yang gave a thumbs up: "No wonder Steward Xue is able to thrive by His Highness's side."

Xue Jing offered to send a car, but Chu Yang declined the offer.

As soon as the three of them got into the taxi, Gu Shengyao glared fiercely at Chu Yang.

"You could have killed Gu Qiong just now, why didn't you?"

Just as Chu Yang was about to explain, his phone rang urgently.

"Did you see Lanlan at the Crown Prince's residence?"

Xiao Yuening immediately launched into a tirade.