Chapter 2448: Chapter 1102: My Ministers, Drink!

The people Lin Baici abandoned were all riffraff, lacking strength; now facing these elite soldiers, they couldn’t withstand even a direct encounter.

"Useless, stop fighting on your own!"

Chestnut medal cursed in his heart.

What a bunch of trash; the situation clearly dictates that escape is impossible, so it’s better to make a last-ditch charge at the king.

A quarter of an hour later, as the executioner used an axe to chop a white man into ten pieces, the slaughter concluded.

The Golden Armor Guards dragged away the corpses.

A group of eunuchs rushed out from behind the curtains with buckets and cloths, energetically scrubbing the bloodstains on the floor.

Splash!

As a bucket of clean water was poured, the blood was flushed into the pool.

No wonder the water inside is red; it was mixed with fresh blood!

One wonders how many people the king has already killed in this hall!

"Grant seats!"

The king ordered.

Following this command, a group of eunuchs emerged from behind the curtains carrying small tables and blankets, swiftly setting them up on both sides of the hall.

"Take your seats!"

The king commanded.

No one dared to sit randomly, instead looking toward Lin Baici.

Earlier, the situation was urgent; everyone was too occupied to observe the interior of the hall, but now they finally have the leisure.

This hall is hosting a feast.

On both sides of the hall, there were two rows of low tables each, over a foot high.

Each low table could be used by two people, with a meter between tables and a blanket behind for guests to kneel.

Now, half of the low tables were vacant, but there were wine cups, eaten dishes, and fruits on them.

Where did the people go?

Most likely killed.

The remaining guests were very reserved, each time the king drank, they would immediately raise their cups to accompany him.

"They all seem to be God Ruins Aboriginals?"

Xia Hongyao murmured, covering her mouth.

The guests all wore ancient attire, none had any trace of modern appearance.

"There’s no ’seem’; that’s exactly what they are!"

Gu Qingqiu confirmed.

If they were humans, their expressions toward us would definitely not be like this.

[Stop standing there blankly, do you want to be dragged out for a gory death?]

[Quickly take your seats!]

Eater God urged.

"Take your seats!"

Lin Baici said, then walked toward a low table.

The crowd immediately rushed forward, vying to sit next to Lin Baici.

Once Lin Baici sat down, a woman also took a seat.

"Get lost!"

Wang Sen stood nearby, shouted, and instinctively reached for his sword hilt, finding nothing.

Entering Wang Cheng, all their weapons were stored, or else guards would confiscate them.

It’s impossible to meet the king with weapons.

The woman’s expression changed, she glanced at Lin Baici, wanting to assert herself, but ultimately dared not.

Because Wang Sen’s single eye glimmered with a murderous intent.

The woman stood up and gave up the seat.

"Humph!"

Wang Sen sat down, then smiled at Lin Baici: "God Lin, thanks for earlier..."

The elder of the Dark Erosion didn’t finish his sentence before Lin Baici interrupted.

"Move aside!"

Lin Baici said with displeasure, don’t you understand human interactions?

Can you even sit beside me?

"..."

Wang Sen was initially surprised, then shocked; he hadn’t expected Lin Baici to be so blunt, followed by a deep embarrassment.

This is humiliating.

"Get up!"

Lin Baici was kneeling, inconveniently unable to kick, otherwise he would have.

"..."

Wang Sen held back and stood up.

"Haha!"

Chestnut medal laughed; he also wanted to sit next to Lin Baici because it was safer, but he knew he didn’t have the qualifications.

Now seeing Wang Sen being reprimanded, looking like a clown, Chestnut medal felt pleased.

However, Lin Baici truly has guts.

Chestnut medal suddenly felt a vague admiration for Lin Baici, then saw San Miyairi walk over and kneel beside Lin Baici.

"..."

Chestnut medal’s face darkened.

San Miyairi, can’t you have some shame?

"Lord Lin, you won’t drive me away, will you?"

San Miyairi pouted, looking pitiful.

"..."

Lin Baici was resigned, San Miyairi was also a friend; he certainly wouldn’t drive her away, so he could only look at the side.

"Move aside!"

Lin Baici scolded.

Some clever folks, realizing they couldn’t sit at the same table as Lin Baici, leaned closer, trying to be near.

Thus once Lin Baici sat down, all nearby low tables were filled.

The clever folk’s faces stiffened upon hearing this.

Gu Qingqiu didn’t mind, was looking for a low table to sit at when Xia Hongyao pulled him to sit at the table to Lin Baici’s right.

"Small Fish, right? Let’s sit here!"

Wang Helin was perceptive, proactively inviting Hua Yue Yu to sit together.

This is reciprocation, an expression of gratitude to Lin Baici.

Lin Baici instantly understood; Wang Helin will help Hua Yue Yu at crucial moments, so he nodded to Elder He as a gesture of thanks.

Beautiful palace maids with elegant figures carried wooden trays and started serving dishes.

Others dared not waste time, rushing to find seats.

If not, and the king declared they were slow to sit and should be dragged out for a gory death, it would be a huge loss.

Fortunately, the king ignored the matter, propping his chin with one hand and glanced at the sundial.

The Chief Eunuch standing beside the throne saw the eunuchs finishing the cleanup of the white marble floor and immediately picked up a dragon-phoenix carved wooden stick, tapping the nearby chime.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

After three chime sounds, a group of court dancers quickly marched out at a brisk pace.

Once they all gathered in the hall, musicians played tunes, and the dancers began performing.

Xia Hongyao sat upright, attentively appreciating.

This isn’t choreographed by modern people but true Warring States-era dance.

Falling star, God’s ruins appear!

Though bringing pollution to the rules, it still has some benefits.

Such as this music and dance, they are a perfect replication of ancient times; otherwise, we could only glimpse through archaeological records and texts.

"This is the dance only the king can appreciate!"

Xia Hongyao was excited.

Once out, she would have something to boast about in the group chat.

The men, despite having survived life-threatening situations just now, couldn’t help but be distracted by the beauties.

These dancers were selected from seven countries for the king’s enjoyment, their beauty and figure is indisputable, truly exceptional.

Their attire of sheer fabrics, along with veils, provoked imagination more than being overtly exposed.

"Hey, Little Linzi, the lead dancer is so pretty!"

Xia Hongyao leaned over, chatting with Lin Baici.

"You can’t even see her face, how do you know she’s pretty?"

Lin Baici was astonished, the king and gods are up there, yet you’re whispering to me?

"By her aura!"

Xia Hongyao said matter-of-factly: "In women like this, does the beauty of the face make a difference?"

"Even just looking makes me feel moved!"

Some women are sexier unseen, more enticing clothed than unclothed.

"Lord Lin!"

San Miyairi whispered, covering her mouth: "Why do I feel like the lead dancer is eyeing you?"

"Is it my illusion?"

Lin Baici is handsome, but would he really capture the attention of this God Ruins woman?

What is this?

Human-shaped succubus?

San Miyairi didn’t yet know that in Busan’s Monster Apartment, a veiled woman walked out, always seeking Lin Baici.

Loving him to the core.

Lin Baici slightly frowned; he also noticed, even exchanged a glance with the lead dancer, but she quickly looked away.

Looking at her eyes, was she the palace maid who served me wine earlier?

But that couldn’t be possible?

The lead dancer’s status should be higher than a palace maid, right?

Why would she serve me wine?

Lin Baici couldn’t figure it out.

Soon, the dance finished, and the dancers gracefully exited in a tidy formation, as if treading on clouds.

"Dear subjects!"

The king raised his cup: "Drink up!"

Guests hurriedly raised their cups.

Lin Baici and the others didn’t know if the food and wine were poisoned, but the king raised his cup; who dared to refuse?

They could only drink!

Thus, a spicy taste entered.

The clay plates contained roasted meat and fruits and vegetables, but everyone feared poison, dared not eat, tolerated only the spicy drink.