92: Chapter 92: The Imperial Banquet Standoff – Turns Out It Was a Mixed Bag!

Under the gaze of countless complex eyes.

Lin Cangyue was expressionless.

She knelt slowly in mid-air.

Her movements were standard.

Her posture was respectful.

Just as if she had practiced it countless times inside the imperial chariot.

She performed the most humble maid's salute towards Qin Yu's back.

Then, her crisp voice spread throughout the entire city:

"Sinful maid Cangyue."

"Respectfully welcoming Your Highness the Divine Son!"

"To Great Yan!"

Boom!

This sentence.

Was more shocking than the Dragon Might sneeze from earlier.

And even harder to accept!

This sentence.

Shattered the dignity of all the Great Yan subjects present.

That was the princess they had once been so proud of!

The princess who had almost become the Great Yan Empress!

Now...

To actually, in front of the whole world.

Call herself a sinful maid?

"Bastard!"

"How dare you!"

Lin Jiuxiao's eyes were splitting, and his whole being seemed about to crack.

"Lin Cangyue! Have you gone mad?"

"You actually act as a servant for the Qin Family?"

"You actually dare to debase the Lin Family's Bloodline like this!"

"You are the disgrace of the Great Yan Imperial Dynasty!"

Facing Lin Jiuxiao's roar.

Lin Cangyue did not refute.

She didn't even lift an eyelid.

She just knelt there quietly, incomparably pious.

Because Qin Yu had not yet allowed her to rise.

She did not dare to move.

This was the rule.

This was the result of pre-job training.

"It seems."

"This pre-job training was done well. Yue Li, I will reward you later!"

Qin Yu sipped his wine and nodded very satisfactorily.

Then.

He then cast his gaze towards the incompetent, furiously raging Holy Emperor below.

His eyes were cold, as if looking at a dead man.

"Noisy."

Qin Yu gently flipped his wrist.

Slap!

He didn't even make any big movements.

A slap was sent through the air.

There was no flashy Spiritual Qi light or shadow.

It was purely Physical Body force.

Pfft!

Lin Jiuxiao spun like a top in the air for over a dozen turns.

A mouthful of teeth mixed with blood sprayed all over the ground.

One side of his face was swollen like a steamed bun.

"That bullshit Imperial Dynasty throne of yours."

"In the eyes of This Divine Son, it is nothing!"

Qin Yu stepped on the edge of the imperial chariot, looking down from above:

"I heard that in your palace."

"You are keeping a few long worms?"

"Just right, after the long journey, This Divine Son is a bit hungry."

"Tell them to wash themselves clean."

"I'm in a hurry!"

Once these words were spoken.

The air over the Imperial Capital became heavy.

The commoners looked up secretly.

Their eyes darting back and forth between Qin Yu and Lin Jiuxiao.

"You! Kill him! The whole army..."

Lin Jiuxiao was just about to order the Imperial Guard to charge and fight to the death.

Suddenly.

A domineering Divine Thought entered his mind:

"Let them come in."

Arrogant Dragon had spoken.

Lin Jiuxiao's body stiffened, his expression complex.

He had just spouted harsh words.

All the commoners in the city were watching.

Now asking him to open the gates to welcome guests?

Isn't this just sticking his face out for Qin Yu to step on?

But Arrogant Dragon's order represented the will of the Primordial Dragon Clan.

That was his current backer; disobeying meant death.

"Hoo—"

Lin Jiuxiao forcibly swallowed that breath of anger.

Forcing out a smile that was uglier than crying:

"Hmph! Since Brother Dragon is magnanimous, then guests are welcome!"

"Open the formation! Welcome the Divine Son into the palace... to attend the banquet!"

After saying this, he turned and left.

That back view, no matter how one looked at it, looked like he was running away.

Qin Yu sighed with some disappointment and said:

"That's it? You're chickening out?"

"I thought you were tougher than that!"

"Little mud loach, This Divine Son is coming to catch you!"

...

Great Yan Imperial Palace, Taiji Hall.

At this moment, the main hall had already been transformed into a Dragon Clan banquet hall.

Dragon Clan creatures were coiled around the magnificent golden pillars.

Sitting in the seats on both sides were not the officials.

But a group of Primordial creatures covered in scales with terrifying auras.

The eighteen Elders of the Primordial Dragon Clan.

They were tearing into the delicacies on the table without any restraint.

Calling it food.

Actually, it was just some lively, rare birds and beasts.

Fresh blood flowed down from the corners of everyone's mouths, dripping onto the divine jade floor.

The entire hall had no royal dignity whatsoever.

Instead, it was like a den of raw-meat-eating demons.

And on the main seat.

Arrogant Dragon was shirtless, toying with a large bone in his hand.

Judging by the luster of the bone, it had belonged to at least a Saint Realm creature while alive.

"He's here."

Arrogant Dragon slightly raised his eyelids, his gaze condensing.

In an instant.

A thick, bloody Evil Qi rushed straight towards the hall door.

Qin Yu stepped inside.

Followed by Han Yueli, Mu Qinghan, and others.

Facing the bloodthirsty gazes of the Dragon Clan filling the room.

Qin Yu walked as if he were strolling into his own back garden.

He even covered his nose in disgust, his brows slightly furrowed:

"Does this Great Yan Imperial Palace not have any windows?"

"Why is there such a fishy smell like a nest of long worms?"

"What did you say?!"

A hot-tempered Dragon Clan Elder slammed the table, shattering it, and stood up abruptly, his dragon scales standing on end.

But Qin Yu didn't pay him any attention at all.

His gaze was playfully fixed on Lin Jiuxiao and Arrogant Dragon.

"System, check the composition of these two."

Two pale blue light screens instantly unfolded before Qin Yu's eyes.

【Name: Lin Jiuxiao.】

【Identity: New Emperor of the Great Yan Imperial Dynasty, Dragon Clan Puppet, Winner of the succession struggle.】

【Realm: Peak God King.】

【Physique: Holy Emperor Physique.】

【Value: 5 million destiny points.】

【Evaluation: Ambition higher than the sky, life thinner than paper. A sheep attempting to tame an evil dragon will eventually be devoured.】

【Suggest Host need not worry, this is just an appetizer.】

Qin Yu curled his lips. This greenhorn is worth 5 million?

He's not even as threatening as a single hair of Gu Changge.

Then, he shifted his gaze to the Dragon Clan Prince, covered in golden scales, who was striking a pose.

【Name: Arrogant Dragon.】

【Identity: Crown Prince of the Primordial Dragon Clan.】

【Realm: Half-Saint Realm.】

【Physique: Atavistic Dragon Blood (35% concentration).】

【Value: True Dragon descendant? 10 million destiny points!】

【Evaluation: Host, do not be fooled by his golden skin! After precise DNA tracing detection by this System.】

【This target is a hybrid offspring of a Primordial True Dragon and a Desolate Era Scoundrel Snake! Commonly known as—a mutt!】

【Although he inherited some True Dragon precious arts, his Bloodline is extremely mottled.】

【Suggest Host point at his nose and call him a bastard, which can greatly mess with his mentality and lower his combat IQ.】

After reading the panel, Qin Yu almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

Good grief.

After all that.

Just this?

A True Dragon?

It turns out it was just a mutt!

The tiny bit of expectation in Qin Yu's heart instantly vanished.

He had originally thought it was a big meal.

But it turned out to be synthetic meat when served.

This disappointment.

Family, who understands?