Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return-Chapter 1040: Don’t Talk to Idiots or You’ll Catch It
"Han Feng, this is He Qingwei," Mu Hanyan introduced simply.
"Mm." Mu Hanfeng nodded at He Qingwei, which counted as a greeting.
"Brother Han Yan, who do you think the Emperor is really hosting today? Whose honor is this banquet really for? It’s such a grand occasion, so many people from the Eight Great Families are here." He Qingwei didn’t mind Mu Hanfeng’s cold demeanor at all, instead he chatted enthusiastically with Mu Hanyan.
"I don’t know." In fact, Mu Hanyan was quite puzzled as well. When the Mu Family received the invitation, Mu Beichen was also confused. The Royal Family hadn’t held such a grand banquet in a long time. They mentioned it was for hosting a very important guest, so this guest must be of significant status. Who could it be?
"Well, whoever it is. Come on, Brother Han Yan, let’s go eat. There’s roast suckling pig over there, just have the maid cut it if you want some," He Qingwei said gleefully. "I heard that the top two chefs in the Capital have been invited to roast the suckling pig today. The taste is said to be extraordinary, it would be a shame not to try it." Fatty He’s little paunch didn’t get there by chance; it was all from eating.
When He Qingwei mentioned the renowned chefs in the Capital, Mu Hanyan’s mouth twitched, and he immediately knew who they were. He didn’t expect these two to have such big reputations already, and limitless prospects. They were even specially invited to roast the suckling pig for the Royal banquet. This banquet indeed was being hosted with great care.
"Alright, let’s take a look." Mu Hanyan was somewhat amused and wanted to say hello to two old friends, so he called Mu Hanfeng to join him. Ye Lanfeng wasn’t interested and stayed where she was. Mu Beichen, on the other hand, went to catch up with some acquaintances.
At this moment, only Ye Lanfeng stood there alone, and the Fifth Prince finally seized this opportunity. Today’s Fifth Prince was dressed in the regalia that only a prince could wear, appearing exceptionally noble and exuding a bit of aura. Qu Fengting followed closely behind him, also dressed to the nines today.
The Fifth Prince strode over to Ye Lanfeng, face full of smiles.
"Young Master Ye, Young Master Ye, I have some words I wish to discuss with you," the Fifth Prince said, putting on a smile he assumed was friendly and amiable.
"I don’t think there’s anything to talk about," Ye Lanfeng replied coldly and was about to turn and leave.
"Wait, Young Master Ye, pardon my frankness. With your skills, isn’t it a waste to stay by Mu Hanyan’s side?" The Fifth Prince, seeing Ye Lanfeng about to leave, rushed to say. He originally wanted to display a bit of royal presence and take on the demeanor of a prince, but Ye Lanfeng wouldn’t even give him that chance. Qu Fengting sighed internally; he knew this would happen...
Ye Lanfeng slightly raised an eyebrow, a sarcastic smile forming at the corner of his mouth. He wondered what this foolish Fifth Prince wanted to say, turns out he wanted to poach him? Did he really think he was Han Yan’s servant? How touching.
The Fifth Prince saw the smile on Ye Lanfeng’s face and thought he had a chance, so he intensified his efforts, quickly saying, "Everyone knows what sort of person Mu Hanyan is. The Capital’s foremost playboy. On the surface, he plays up his influence, but that’s only because the nobility chooses not to squabble with him. What future can you have following him? He can’t guarantee your future cultivation resources, can’t give you riches and honor, and certainly can’t bestow high status. But I can give you all these. Although I am only a prince now, as long as you lend me your support, I believe there is great hope for me to ascend the throne. Once I sit on the throne, riches and cultivation resources will be abundant. If I inherit the throne, I dare guarantee you would be second to none, under one and above all." The Fifth Prince whispered on, fearing Ye Lanfeng wouldn’t let him finish painting this grand picture.
"Status, position? Second to none?" Ye Lanfeng slowly repeated these words, the mocking curve of his lips intensifying.
"Yes, if you’re willing to help me, all this is within reach. If Mu Hanyan refuses to let you go, don’t worry, I’ll handle it. I backed down before not because I feared him, but because I didn’t want to trouble myself," the Fifth Prince said, continuing his internal assumptions as he saw Ye Lanfeng’s smile. He just couldn’t believe Ye Lanfeng wasn’t tempted by his offer.
"The terms you offer are not bad." Ye Lanfeng looked up to see Mu Hanyan not far away, smiling as he brought over a plate. Clearly, Mu Hanyan was bringing him roast meat. Ye Lanfeng smiled back at Mu Hanyan, then walked past the Fifth Prince, laughing coldly, "But what I want, you can’t give. What you want, I can give, but I won’t." With those words, Ye Lanfeng was already walking away.
The Fifth Prince’s face flushed to the color of a pig’s liver, the veins on his clenched fist hidden in his sleeve ready to burst. So ungrateful! This Ye Lanfeng was simply ungrateful, refusing him outright and even daring to say such scornful words. Did he look down on him? Good, when he ascended the throne, he would make Ye Lanfeng pay first! At this moment, the Fifth Prince completely misunderstood Ye Lanfeng’s words, thinking it meant Ye Lanfeng could join him if he wished, but wasn’t willing. He never considered Ye Lanfeng could affect the succession to the throne.
Seeing the Fifth Prince nearly explode, Qu Fengting shrank back, not daring to breathe. Even though he expected this outcome, he didn’t expect Ye Lanfeng to show such little regard for face. Was Ye Lanfeng’s presence too much for this plane? Were all strong individuals this domineering? Qu Fengting thought back to other strong figures of similar strength, pondering until he was baffled. It seemed none were as audacious and commanding as Ye Lanfeng. Could Mu Wanku really be so formidable to tame such a rebellious subordinate?
"What did that moron say to you?" Mu Hanyan asked, casually handing the plate to Ye Lanfeng.
"Oh, just talking about his daydreams," Ye Lanfeng responded, smiling.
"That person is sick, best to avoid contact to prevent catching it," Mu Hanyan said, having long classified the Fifth Prince as a moron. Though such stupidity isn’t contagious, Mu Hanyan thought it’s best not to engage with a fool.
"Alright, alright, whatever my Little Han Yan says goes," Ye Lanfeng nodded with a smile, his eyes full of indulgence.
The Emperor and Empress soon appeared before everyone.
"Good evening, everyone," the Emperor smiled, showing no airs. Naturally, today, the guests were all the strong individuals of Anyun Country; how could he act haughty?
The crowd greeted the Emperor as well. Once everyone had quieted down, the Emperor smiled and said, "Tonight’s welcome banquet, I know everyone is curious about who the guest of honor is."
