Even without cheats, we must survive the apocalypse

"My name is Hong Jing, my father is——"

His voice was clear and very charming, and when his face was not gloomy, he was quite handsome.

But Huang Yanyao interrupted him with a wry smile.

"I know who you are, the son of Hong Zhan, notorious. Your favorite things are women and soldiers. You are as arrogant and warlike as your father."

Hearing her sarcastic tone, Hong Jing was not annoyed. He still maintained a polite smile and said, "I heard that Your Highness traveled thousands of miles from Tianhuang City to Southern Xinjiang. Now I finally have the opportunity to meet such a beautiful and talented woman."

"But I don't really want to see you."

Her phoenix eyes flashed with a sharp cold light as she stared at Hong Jing without blinking.

There is no need to be nice to your enemies. False flattery from others will only make her annoyed.

But Hong Jing made her bored.

Chapter 40: Lecher?

Hong Jing still maintained his humble attitude, with a faint smile on his face, but it was a little stiff and cold.

Huang Yanyao's voice was quite loud. Yushan had already looked over, but he had no intention of mediating. It seemed that he was happy to see the tit-for-tat between Hong Jing and Huang Yanyao. Or maybe he wanted to see what Huang Yanyao's attitude was. After all, this Ninth Prince had only been in Southern Xinjiang for less than a year.

The lifeline of the Quetzalcoatl Tribe is the firmly controlled mineral veins in the southwest of the Wuyan Desert. If these minerals are to be safely transported out of the desert and sold, they also need protection. After all, outside forces will not bother to pay attention to them once they leave the desert.

Huang Yanyao's territory is closest to the Feathered Serpent Tribe. Yushan believes that he is very versatile, but for a noble person like her, leaving the glamorous world of Tianhuang City and coming to southern Xinjiang, it is necessary to understand thoroughly whether her character is tough or weak, and whether her methods are swift and decisive or indecisive.

If she hadn't been so...tough, Yushan would have had to reconsider his tribute to her.

After all, the southern border of the Xianhuang Empire is not a peaceful place. A weak woman will find it difficult to take a single step here.

"Your Highness the Ninth Prince does not conceal his hostility at all."

Hong Jing's expression couldn't be said to be ugly, but the way he looked at Huang Yanyao had changed, revealing a hint of depression.

He is the prince of Nanling. There is no one in Southern Xinjiang who would be so blunt and not give him superficial courtesy. No matter how much resentment there is in private, everyone is willing to do a good job on the surface...but Huang Yanyao is not willing to do so.

If she hates someone, she will never smile.

Lu Mu said nothing, and he didn't need to speak either. He was now her subordinate, and Huang Yanyao was not a weak girl. No matter what Hong Jing wanted to do, the only outcome would be to hit a wall.

He paid more attention to the mysterious man.

He was still sitting at the table, neither drinking nor tasting the food, like a sculpture. Lu Mu sent out his spiritual thoughts to probe over there, but the mysterious man was surrounded by a strange aura, blocking all investigations.

And that mysterious man kept staring at him.

Now Lu Mu was sure that this guy was definitely not Hong Jing's bodyguard, and Hong Jing looked like he was being restrained by him...

It’s a bit interesting.

"I hate trouble."

Huang Yanyao's voice was icy, "In my eyes, King Nanling is trouble, and as his only son, you are also trouble in my eyes. It's better that way, so I don't have to waste too much time talking."

Hong Jing looked at the contempt and annoyance on her face, which brought back the painful past in his heart.

How arrogant.

Huang Yanyao is undoubtedly a royal noble, but even if she is the emperor's beloved phoenix, wasn't she still thrown here in the end?

Southern Xinjiang is not a prosperous place at all. At least compared with other territories of the empire, it is indeed a poor and remote place. Hong Jing also knows that Huang Yanyao, as the ninth princess of the royal family, is looked down upon by other royal family members in the imperial palace.

She is just a princess who is so unloved that she was thrown to southern Xinjiang.

But after coming here, his arrogance has not been restrained at all!

In Hong Jing's mind, scattered fragments of the past floated up and down. He was sent to Tianhuang City by his father to study in the best school and make friends with the children of the powerful officials in the capital. However, such a prosperous and solemn capital as Tianhuang City could not accommodate him, a prince of a different surname from southern Xinjiang.

Others looked down on him, too.

The contempt and arrogance of those powerful and influential ministers towards him were just like the cold temperament emanating from Huang Yanyao.

Therefore, Hong Jing had already made a conclusion about Huang Yanyao in his heart - she was just another foolish woman who came to southern Xinjiang with the arrogance of the capital and was ignorant of the immensity of the world.

"Please go back, my lord. We are both guests here. Please don't muddy the waters of this festive occasion."

Huang Yanyao sneered.

The muscles on Hong Jing's face twitched, but he suppressed his inner resentment and kept an elegant smile on his face. He said, "Your Highness doesn't want to see me, but there are some things that you or I cannot decide. There is a long way to go, and we will meet again."

"No delivery."

Huang Yanyao was too lazy to even say polite words to him.

Hong Jing snorted coldly and walked away.

"I've seen a lot of people who put on airs."

Seeing him return to his seat, her brows relaxed a little. Then she looked at Lu Mu and found him so pleasing to the eye.

At least the Holy Son of Shura is not annoying.

Hong Jing never looked at Lu Mu directly from beginning to end. In his eyes, this masked man who claimed to be a bodyguard was not worth even a second glance.

"Maybe he's attracted by your beauty."

Lu Mu withdrew his gaze. After all, he couldn't see anything by staring at the mysterious man, so he might as well keep his eyes on the beautiful girl.

Huang Yanyao seemed to be a little upset now, which made her look a little more adorable.

"Humph, I know a lot about Hong Jing. In the territory ruled by King Nanling, he has played with no less than a hundred women. I find it dirty to even talk to this lecherous guy."

In fact, only a tiny part of her disgust for the Prince of Nanling was related to Prince of Nanling, Hong Zhan himself.

Because Huang Yanyao didn't believe the saying, "Like father, like son."

The Immortal Phoenix Emperor, her father, was one of the most powerful people in the world, and his political schemes were unfathomable. But among his other eight children, the only one like him was the fourth prince who had passed away. As for the others... Huang Yanyao was not familiar with them, but she had heard a lot of rumors about them.

It can be said that no one has the courage and vision of her father, and they don’t even have his talent.

Therefore, even though Prince Nanling quickly fell out with her, only a small part of this dislike extended to this prince.

There was no need to hate the son because of the father. It was a pity that Hong Jing was not a big shot at all. Huang Yanyao had heard a lot of things, and each one of them deepened her negative impression of Hong Jing.

"You really seem to hate him."

Lu Mu drummed his knuckles on the edge of the table.

"of course."

"Is it because Hong Jing is a lecher?"

"absolute."

"But in your eyes, I am not a pervert?"

"..."

A rare look of solemnity and hesitation appeared on Huang Yanyao's face. Lu Mu was wearing a mask, so her expression could not be seen. However, Huang Yanyao could see his eyes, which concealed something very deep and complicated. It was hard to guess, but she could not help but want to spy on him and chase him.

Yeah, he is also a lustful person, right?

It was obvious that this guy was targeting her body and mind. Logically, she should be very dissatisfied with this, right?

What's more, Gu Yunxi also told her that the young master of the Lu clan might already have three beauties in love with him, but he was still happy to devote himself to it and was even willing to hide his identity for this.

Huang Yanyao herself was very clear about the purpose of the Shura Saint.

But she didn't hate him. Instead, she wanted to "play with him a little."

How could this be?

Chapter 41: Getting Better

The noisy sounds in the banquet hall suddenly became silent in Huang Yanyao's mind... She looked straight at Lu Mu, not realizing that the hesitation on her face had turned into dullness.

In her eyes, is Lu Mu that disgusting "lecher"?

Huang Yanyao actually didn't dare to answer, because she knew the answer very clearly.

If I say it out loud, the hesitation in my heart might really make her panic.

The complexity in Lu Mu's eyes had gradually disappeared, and the Ninth Princess seemed to be stumped by her question.

Lu Mu suddenly smiled softly, "What are you thinking about, Your Highness?"

Huang Yanyao also realized her own loss of composure, and immediately shook off the urge, sat upright, and looked at the cakes and dishes on the table, "Eat something, as a guest, you can't ignore the host's hospitality."

"Ah."

Knowing that she wanted to change the subject, Lu Mu agreed to her wish.

Huang Yanyao's profile was somewhat different from before. Beneath that calm majesty, there was some confusion and panic.

Why doubt? Why panic?

The two didn't talk about this topic anymore.

"You are confused."

Huang Wumeng did not reveal her spiritual form, but continued to tap Huang Yanyao's heart slowly and steadily. Her tone when she spoke should have been solemn and aloof, like that of an emperor, and it had always been like this, but now Huang Yanyao heard... a teasing tone.

This was the first time that Huang Wumeng laughed at her.

So Huang Yanyao did not answer, because she knew that if she answered, she would only fall into the ridicule and mockery of this ancestor.

"You think he is not a lecher, because the fundamental difference between him and Hong Jing is that you can see the sincerity of this Lu family boy, right?"

Huang Wumeng's voice echoed in her mind like the sound of a silver bell. Every time it sounded, her concentration and confidence were suppressed.

"If you really don't like him, you would have rejected his proposal without hesitation back in Tianque City."

"But you didn't."

"Ancestor, please don't disturb my mind."

Huang Yanyao's thoughts were all exposed, but she was not angry or embarrassed. She just felt that she was seen through so clearly. If Huang Wumeng continued to talk, she was afraid that she would really doubt herself.

"Haha, you are still too young."

Huang Wumeng's laughter also made her, "I told you a long time ago, don't treat the love between men and women as something that can be controlled. The end of me playing with the love between men and women is that I am seriously injured and can't heal. There is no one to fall in love with anymore. You'd better not follow my old path."

"It will be very regrettable."

Huang Wumeng spoke in a light tone until this point, but Huang Yanyao felt that she was a little melancholy.

Huang Wumeng was heartbroken, she knew it.

But... Huang Yanyao didn't want to let her inner wavering continue, so she raised her glass to drink, even though the wine didn't taste very good.

But this allows her to immerse herself in the atmosphere of the happy marriage.

……

The atmosphere in the banquet hall was aroused.

Everyone was immersed in this peaceful joy over the marriage between the two tribes, but how much truth there was in it was unknown.

They just maintained this scene tacitly, getting along with each other in a false and polite manner.

The banquet was halfway through and it was already dark outside. The door of the banquet hall opened again and three people came in, two men and one woman.

Or rather, parents and son.

The leader was a middle-aged man with his hands behind his back. He had an aura as powerful as blood and as majestic as a rainbow, and the authority of an elder. The woman next to him had pearls and jade on her head, exquisite makeup, and graceful steps. She was wearing a purple dress that dragged on the ground. She was mature, elegant, and graceful.

The young man following behind the couple had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and was of high bearing, with an undisguised look of delight on his face, perhaps because he was the protagonist of this wedding.

This family all have the same demon characteristics, but unlike the Quetzalcoatl tribe, their hair is all silver-white, as pure as moonlight, and their eyes are also silver-white, like wolf eyes.

This is the visitor from the Moonsilver Tribe.

Clan leader, mistress, young master.

It seems that the Yueyin tribe is not negligent in this marriage.

He must be a good husband in the Quetzalcoatl tribe, but it is not clear whether the bride in the Quetzalcoatl tribe regards him as the ideal husband she wants.

"The relatives from the Quetzalcoatl tribe are here."