“Yes, Demon Lord,” Luanying and Gaolang answered simultaneously.
"Haoze, go to the venue and check if there are any hidden dangers."
"Okay! I'll go right away." Tian Haoze never talked back when it came to his responsibilities.
"Yan'er, wait here for a moment. Your brother has already arranged a seat, so don't worry." Tian Haoze gave Nangong Ziyan a reassuring look before slowly walking out.
"Haotian, they all have things to do, so what are we supposed to do?" Nangong Ziyan looked around boredly.
"Of course you'll stay here and keep me company. Come here." Bei Ming Haotian smiled wickedly and beckoned to Nangong Ziyan.
Nangong Ziyan looked at Beiming Haotian with a wary expression. She felt a little guilty being alone with a man and a woman in a room, and his allure was so strong that she was afraid she wouldn't be able to resist... No, she couldn't think about it anymore.
Seeing the wary look in Nangong Ziyan's eyes, Beiming Haotian raised an eyebrow and looked at her with a wicked smile. She was already afraid. What would happen if he took things further? Beiming Haotian really wanted to know the answer.
"Come here," Bei Ming Haotian said again.
"Why does Ziyan have to go over there? Why can't you come over?" Nangong Ziyan waited for Beiming Haotian with a wronged expression. It wasn't that she didn't want to go over, but that damned man was too tempting, and she was afraid she wouldn't be able to control herself! Nangong Ziyan was in agony inside.
"Yan'er, are you sure you want me to come over?" Bei Ming Haotian straightened up, his charming black eyes still fixed on that childlike yet stunningly beautiful face, the natural radiance of which was dazzling.
"Fine! I give up, okay?" Nangong Ziyan clearly hated his behavior to death, but she couldn't resist his fatal temptation.
Bei Ming Haotian gave a wicked smile, stretched out his hand, and Nangong Ziyan sat in his lap.
Nangong Ziyan looked annoyed. Fine! You have high cultivation, so you can be willful anywhere. On this point, I, Nangong Ziyan, admit defeat.
"Hey! Haotian, don't do this." Nangong Ziyan squirmed uncomfortably.
"Yan'er, if you move again, I don't know what will happen next." Bei Ming Haotian had a wicked smile on his face. He placed his large hand on Nangong Ziyan's waist. Instantly, a warm current flowed into her abdomen, making Nangong Ziyan feel incredibly comfortable.
Nangong Ziyan's face suddenly turned red as she realized something; she seemed to have been overthinking things.
"Does your stomach still hurt today?" A gentle voice, filled with deep concern.
"Ugh, it doesn't hurt anymore." Nangong Ziyan tapped Beiming Haotian's chest and suddenly got up from him. Just then, Gao Lang and Luanying, who had just entered, saw this scene.
Luanying looked at Nangong Ziyan, whose face was flushed and hot, with a surge of anger rising in her heart. Was this how she dared to seduce the Demon Lord so brazenly?
"Demon Lord, everything has been confirmed," Gao Lang said respectfully.
"Alright! Gao Lang, after the auction is over, return to the Netherworld Palace immediately, prepare the betrothal gifts, and I will go to the South Sea Glazed Palace to propose marriage after I return from the Wind and Cloud Tournament."
Bei Ming Haotian glanced at the shy Nangong Ziyan. This was his promise to her, and also what he wanted to do.
"Bang!" Luanying was struck as if by lightning, her mind went blank. The Demon Lord actually wanted to marry Nangong Ziyan. Her body tensed up, and she lowered her head, not daring to let anyone see what she was thinking at that moment.
Gao Lang's eyes flickered, and he replied, "Yes, Demon Lord, I will prepare everything according to etiquette."
Nangong Ziyan looked at Beiming Haotian gently. She didn't care about any of those things; what she cared about was his heart for her.
"Demon Lord, the auction is about to begin. Please take your seats in the hall."
"Yes! Yan'er, let's go." Bei Ming Haotian stood up, his aura of supreme authority completely natural.
"Alright!" As Luanying passed by, she did not look at Nangong Ziyan, but Nangong Ziyan could feel the intense hatred emanating from her.
Nangong Ziyan paused for a moment, but didn't say anything, and followed Beiming Haotian away.
The venue was bustling with activity. Upon the arrival of Bei Ming Haotian and Nangong Ziyan, the entire venue fell silent under the pressure of Bei Ming Haotian's Spirit Immortal level cultivation. Everyone stared intently at the two of them. What was even more astonishing was his rapid advancement in cultivation, which silently warned the world just how powerful the Netherworld Continent was.
Baili Yuechan squinted at Nangong Ziyan. She was inseparable from the Demon Lord, but that was for the best. Only then could she experience true pain. She glanced at Baili Jun'ao sitting next to her and said casually.
"Your Highness, look, that Miss Nangong is really capable. Lately, wherever she goes, the Demon Lord follows. You know, Miss Nangong is the fiancée of the young master of the East Sea Continent. Aren't you afraid of gossip when you two are always seen together?" Baili Yuechan said casually, but she really wanted everyone around her to hear what she was saying. With external pressure, she didn't believe that Nangong Ziyan could still smile so brightly.
Baili Jun'ao, of course, understood the implication in her words. He replied expressionlessly, "Isn't the princess always very busy? How come you have time to meddle in other people's business this time?" Baili Jun'ao deliberately emphasized the word "other people." The people and things that Baili Yuechan cared about proved that what Baili Yuechan was doing was related to these people. This was something he had observed for many years and had figured out about her personality. However, this was not surprising, as Bei Ming Haotian and Nangong Ziyan were originally the focus of his attention.
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