Hearing Judge Cui's urgent voice, Yan Wenjing showed no panic. He slightly lowered his brows and said calmly, "What's the rush?"

At this moment, Judge Cui was extremely anxious, and his mind was in complete chaos. He couldn't find the key point after speaking for a long time. Finally, after taking a few deep breaths to calm himself down, Judge Cui managed to sort out his thoughts and reveal the most crucial information: "Meng Po... Miss Qin... the new Demon King Lin Lan is currently having dinner with Miss Qin!"

When Yan Wenjing first heard Meng Po Qin Yunie's name, he simply stopped what he was doing and listened to Judge Cui. But when he heard that Qin Yunie was sitting with Lin Lan, his face instantly darkened, his eyebrows and eyes sharpened, and he asked sternly, "Who are you saying is eating with her?"

Judge Cui was startled by Yan Wenjing's sudden imposing aura, his body trembling involuntarily. He subconsciously repeated, "The new Demon King, Lin Lan..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Judge Cui felt a blurry shadow flash before his eyes, accompanied by a gust of wind. When he looked again, he found that the King of Hell, who had just been sitting at the Eight Immortals Table in the Hall of Hell, had vanished without a trace.

Judge Cui was utterly dumbfounded: "???"

Then, Judge Cui hurriedly sent a message to the group.

Judge Cui: [Oh no, oh no! Will King Yama and Lin Lan start fighting?! Should we go help them?]

Xie Bi'an: [What happened?]

Judge Cui: [King Yama just overheard Lin Lan sitting with Miss Qin and went after them! Given how badly they don't get along, and now that he knows Lin Lan is with Miss Qin, they're bound to fight over her!]

Judge Cui: [Speaking of which, why is Lin Lan sitting at the same table as Miss Qin?! And that little baby Fox Nine! What are the princes of the East and West Seas doing here? @Meng Po, what's going on?!]

Meng Po: [They wanted to try Xiao Yu Nie's cooking, so they came~]

Fan Wujiu: [...]

Fan Wujiu: [In my lifetime... I can't believe I'm seeing Lin Lan sitting at the same table with them... No wonder the King of Hell was in such a hurry!]

Fan Wujiu hadn't yet realized that today's events were related to him; only Judge Cui was tagging Meng Po in the group chat.

Judge Cui: [Meng Po! Did you cause all this trouble today? @Meng Po, aren't things complicated enough? Aren't King Yama and Miss Qin already in enough chaos? Do you have to add fuel to the fire?!]

Judge Cui: [So that's why Miss Qin's life story suddenly became "to be continued"—it turns out you're involved too!]

Xie Bi'an: [If a fight really breaks out, we definitely can't help much, but we can go and take a look. We can talk about other things later.]

Ox-Head: [You all go ahead, I'll guard the underworld.]

Horse-faced: [Then I'll guard the underworld too. Just go and tell us what's going on.]

When Yan Wenjing arrived at Qin Yunie's house, Qin Yunie had even specially added a table, setting up a long table with more than twenty dishes laid out on it.

Lin Lan alone occupied almost the entire space of a small table. His undisguised and unrestrained demonic aura was so intense that it made those around him feel somewhat uncomfortable and oppressed.

Just then, Yan Wenjing suddenly appeared like a ghost.

Because he had just rushed from the underworld, he still carried a trace of the underworld's unique cold aura. This strange aura instantly attracted the attention of everyone present, and everyone turned to look at him.

Lin Lan lazily stretched her fair, jade-like face, her slender index and middle fingers lightly touching the corners of her eyes.

As the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a nonchalant smile, the alluring black patterns at the corners of his eyes seemed to come alive, shimmering with a mysterious light. He parted his lips slightly and said indifferently, "Oh ho, you came pretty fast."

Yan Wenjing frowned deeply, his long, deep-set eyes coldly surveying Lin Lan, exuding a chilling aura of authority. He replied in a low voice, "You shouldn't have come here, and you certainly shouldn't have provoked her!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Lan showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, he threw his head back and burst into laughter, his laughter filled with disdain and provocation.

After a long pause, he slowly spoke, "This isn't your territory. I can come and go as I please. As for that Miss Qin... I feel quite compatible with her, and we get along very well. But I've heard you two have a good relationship. I suppose you wouldn't mind?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Wenjing's face grew even more gloomy and ugly. His brows furrowed tightly, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes. He forced out a few words through gritted teeth, "You're courting death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a surge of powerful spiritual energy suddenly erupted and blasted straight towards the spot where Lin Lan had just been sitting.

With a "bang," a hole appeared in the ground.

As if Lin Lan had anticipated this, he flew out and leaped onto the courtyard wall with a light touch of his toes.

In the next instant, Yan Wenjing appeared before him without warning, his speed astonishing.

Faced with this sudden attack, Lin Lan remained calm and quickly defused Yan Wenjing's fierce offensive.

As the two clashed fiercely, Yan Wenjing used his spiritual energy to construct an indestructible barrier around them, completely isolating them from the ground to prevent them from causing the ground to shatter.

Qin Yunie and the others came out of the house after hearing the noise and saw two people 'entangled' in the air. When she recognized one of them as Yan Wenjing, her expression immediately became anxious. "Why is the King of Hell here? And he's fighting with someone!"

Then he turned to her and asked urgently, "Sister Meng, do you have any way to separate them?"

Meng Po stood calmly beside Qin Yune, her arms casually crossed in front of her chest, seemingly both comforting and watching the show, and slowly said, "Don't worry, this isn't the first time they've done this. Lin Lan can't beat the King of Hell."

Hearing Meng Po say that Lin Lan couldn't defeat Yama, Qin Yune's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally relaxed a little. However, seeing Lin Lan launch several sneak attacks, her heart, which had just been at ease, tightened again, almost rising into her throat. She unconsciously clenched her fists, her eyes filled with worry.

When Xie Bi'an and his group arrived, Yan Wenjing and his group had already exchanged several blows.

Lieyan was still cheering from the sidelines. Compared to Lin Lan, he hoped Yan Wenjing would win, and preferably teach Lin Lan a good lesson.

Qi Yuan squinted at the two people fighting fiercely above, and chatted with Sang Qi next to him with great interest, "How many rounds do you think it will take for them to finish?"

Sang Qi, a celestial official, leaned closer when he heard Qi Yuan speaking to him. "Your Highness, according to their past records, breaking a hundred rounds would be considered an improvement."