Chapter 25
Mo Xiaoxin was woken up early in the morning by Leng Huai.
She rubbed her sleepy eyes, her mind still foggy, and mumbled, "It's the weekend... no work..."
Mo Xiaoxin's mind went blank; she was still replaying her get-rich-quick dream. Ugh, she hated being disturbed while she was sleeping!
Leng Huai frowned and shook her head: "What are you talking about? Get up quickly."
Mo Xiaoxin slapped the hand off her head: "So annoying, stop nagging, you're like a mosquito..."
Leng Huai's face darkened: "Mo Qiuxin, if you don't get up, I won't take you with me."
If you don't want to take her, then don't take her. Now that she's rich, she can go wherever she wants.
As Leng Huai opened the door, a gust of cold wind blew past, instantly waking Mo Xiaoxin up. Her mind cleared considerably, but she was still somewhat groggy.
She struggled to her feet, her face contorted in pain: "Who told you to stay up all night and drag me to the roof? I wasn't even fully awake..."
"Sleep in the carriage." Leng Huai didn't give Mo Xiaoxin time to talk nonsense. After arranging for the servants to help Mo Xiaoxin wash up and get ready, he got into the carriage.
The carriage was driven by a "Cart-Pulling Demon Troupe." The Cart-Pulling Demon Troupe is a unique organization in the demon realm, a professional team specializing in transporting people and goods, and they travel ten times faster than ordinary carriages.
The Demon Palace was built on the mountaintop, and it was impossible for an ordinary carriage to fly down the mountain.
The carriage was surrounded by a dense demonic aura, making it difficult for outsiders to approach, lest they be killed by this aura. The clients of the carriage-pulling demon guild were all of extremely high status, either wealthy or noble; they were a professional organization, and ensuring the safety of their clients was a top priority.
Before Mo Xiaoxin got into the carriage, Leng Huai set up a barrier around her, so Mo Xiaoxin could not sense any demonic energy inside the carriage.
Mo Xiaoxin's sleepy mind suddenly cleared up when she got into the carriage.
The moment the gilded and carved carriage door slowly opened, her eyes lit up instantly. This carriage was the one of her dreams!
The carriage looked quite ordinary from the outside, nothing fancy, just the most common carriage for getting around the streets. But the moment you opened the door, it was as if you had stumbled into another world.
This arrangement was likely made specifically to ensure passenger safety.
The interior of the carriage resembled a mobile palace, with draped gauze curtains swaying gently in the breeze. A maid led Leng Huai and Mo Xiaoxin into the main hall. Inside, maids and servants knelt in neat rows, rising only after Leng Huai's permission, and then proceeded to their respective duties. There were dancers in embroidered gowns gracefully performing, musicians playing instruments, and smiling attendants constantly serving them freshly cut fruit or snacks.
What surprised her most was the ingenious and thoughtful mechanism in the corner of the carriage. A light press of a hidden compartment would pop out a dressing case, a tea stove, and other items, providing everything she needed.
The carriage was soundproofed, so it was completely inaudible from the outside.
Isn't this the perfect car I've dreamed of countless times?
It's practically an ancient version of a large motorhome and a small cruise ship.
After a maid introduced them to the interior activity areas, she led them to a room that surprised her even more.
This house is made of glass, resembling a 270° observation deck.
She leaned against the warm jade railing, her fingertips lightly touching the cool glass curtain wall.
In the distance, the mountains are covered with fresh snow, the pine branches are covered with icicles, and the flowing streams have turned into icefalls. All these scenes, refracted by the frameless glass, unfold like a flowing ink painting scroll.
She gazed at the breathtaking scenery outside the window.
The horse-drawn carriage was like a sightseeing vehicle, offering a panoramic view of the mountain scenery from above.
In less than an hour, the carriage stopped at the gate of the Ye family's residence.
She got off the carriage with some reluctance.
Leng Huai noticed Mo Xiaoxin's lingering affection and couldn't help but find it amusing: "What, is the Demon Palace not as good as this carriage?"
Mo Xiaoxin pouted: "The Demon Palace is indeed good, but I have never experienced such good service in the Demon Palace."
The implication is that she worked herself to the bone in the Demon Palace every day.
Leng Huai understood the meaning behind her words, raised an eyebrow, and remained silent.
The Ye family's mansion is located in the most prosperous area of the Demon Realm. The Ye family spent a fortune to buy out a ten-mile radius, enclosing all nine crisscrossing streets and alleys within its grounds. The bluestone paths and the mansion's corridors are seamlessly connected, and the carved beams and painted rafters stretch as far as the eye can see, resembling a "city within a city." Within ten miles, there is complete silence, a stark contrast to the bustling noise ten miles away.
This spectacle was even more grand than that of the Demon Palace.
As expected of the head of the four major families, their medicine business is thriving in the Demon Realm, and they must have made a lot of money.
Of course, the other three major families are also quite powerful. The Yue family is involved in pawnbroking and finance, the Min family is skilled in forging magical artifacts, and the Xian family covers all aspects of food, drink, and entertainment in the demon realm.
The steward of the Ye family was warmly welcoming the arriving guests when he caught a glimpse of a carriage filled with demonic energy.
His expression turned serious as he tried to guess the man's identity. When Leng Huai lifted the curtain and Mo Xiaoxin stepped off the carriage, his gaze suddenly narrowed, and he shuddered.
This, this is...
The people standing on the street all noticed the intense demonic energy emanating from behind them. They turned around in unison and saw Leng Huai, whose presence was shrouded in demonic aura.
In the past, the banquets of the four major families usually invited families that were famous in the Demon Realm to exchange business and friendship, but many people had never seen the leader of the Demon Realm.
They were all stunned by Leng Huai's innate domineering aura, and they were all wondering who the newcomer was, but at this moment none of them dared to make a sound, for fear of attracting the attention of that person.
When Ye Deqing, who was receiving guests at the mansion, heard from a servant that a person with an extraordinary aura had arrived, a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes.
After exchanging a few words with the guests in the hall, he hurried to the door and found Leng Huai and his group. He was surprised at first, then gave a humble and respectful smile: "Why did the Demon Lord suddenly appear? I have not been hospitable enough. What are you all standing there for? Quickly pay your respects to the Demon Lord!"
After Ye Deqing's reminder, everyone realized what was happening and were extremely shocked that they had the honor of meeting the Demon Lord today!
One by one, they immediately squatted down and knelt on the ground, devoutly worshipping Leng Huai.
"Your Majesty the Demon Lord, I am deeply honored to have the pleasure of seeing your countenance today. If you have any instructions, I will do my utmost to fulfill them and live up to your trust."
Amidst the shouts, Mo Xiaoxin was somewhat overwhelmed by the powerful sound of kneeling.
At this moment, she felt the unique authority of the supreme ruler of the demon realm.
Led by Ye Deqing, the crowd bowed in the direction of Mo Xiaoxin again: "May Your Majesty the Demon Queen be well! May Your Majesty's beauty last forever and your blessings be everlasting."
The sudden sound of "May Your Majesty the Demon Queen be well" caused her to freeze instantly, her relaxed expression abruptly halting.
Demon Queen...
Mo Xiaoxin felt a sense of tension. In the modern world, she was just a humble, unassuming worker who had never stood out in front of many people. Her superiors probably wouldn't even remember her unless she made a mistake.
Good society is dead...
As expected, I am not suited for this kind of occasion.
Her gaze was somewhat unfocused, as if she hadn't yet recovered from the sudden shout.
Leng Huai noticed Mo Xiaoxin's nervousness beside him, and he subconsciously took Mo Xiaoxin's hand.
The warmth from her hand startled Mo Xiaoxin, whose fingers were icy cold. It was like a heater delivered at a crucial moment, warming Mo Xiaoxin's heart.
Just when Mo Xiaoxin thought Leng Huai's personality had drastically changed into that of a warm man, Leng Huai said in a voice only she could hear, "With so many people watching us, let's pretend for a bit."
Mo Xiaoxin: "..."
She knew that Leng Huai, that big pervert, wouldn't be so kind.
Before Mo Xiaoxin could react, Leng Huai took her hand and led her through the crowd toward the Ye family.
Leng Huai led Mo Xiaoxin into the mansion, his steps steady and powerful.
Everyone was secretly observing the Demon Lord's divine appearance. His face was cold and stern, and his body was filled with powerful magical energy fluctuations. The invisible pressure made it difficult for everyone present to breathe, and they all consciously retreated to the sides, not daring to look directly into his eyes.
As Leng Huai led Mo Xiaoxin into the main hall of the banquet, the once noisy banquet instantly became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
The members of the four major families all stood up, their faces full of respectful smiles, but their eyes betrayed their astonishment and unease.
Ye Songlan was initially delighted to see Leng Huai, but her eyes dimmed when she saw Mo Xiaoxin arrive as well, her mind filled with a myriad of thoughts.
Upon learning of Leng Huai's arrival, Ye Pingwei hurriedly instructed his servants to prepare for his arrival.
Ye Hualing sat alone on the stool, quietly watching everything, occasionally sipping his wine with a smile on his lips, as if it had nothing to do with him.
It turned out that the young lady from that night was of such noble status. He had inquired about her whereabouts everywhere afterward, but no one knew. How could he not find a little girl with his abilities? He immediately knew that she had a remarkable background, but he never expected that she was the wife of the Demon Lord.
That's quite interesting.
After Leng Huai and Mo Xiaoxin took their seats, the other guests also took their seats.
Ye Deqing stepped forward first, bowed slightly, and said in a slightly ingratiating tone, "It is truly an honor for my humble abode to have the Demon Lord in person! However, I was completely unaware of your sudden arrival, and I hope you will forgive any shortcomings in our hospitality."
Leng Huai remained indifferent, nodding slightly in response.
Yue Ke, the head of the Yue family, stood aside with a slight frown, thinking to herself: The Demon Lord has always been mysterious. His uninvited appearance this time must mean he has sensed something.
Min Dibao, the head of the Min family, secretly gave a wink to his trusted confidant, signaling him to go and sound out what was going on.
Meanwhile, on the Xian family's side, Xian Fei unconsciously tightened his grip on his wine glass, and the smile on his face appeared somewhat stiff. He was rapidly thinking about the purpose of Leng Huai's arrival, wondering if his companies' tax evasion had been discovered.
Everyone's hearts jumped into their throats, and they dared not breathe. The unease intensified in the oppressive atmosphere as they anxiously awaited Leng Huai's next words.
Leng Huai noticed the tension in everyone's eyes, and a seemingly gentle smile appeared on his lips as he said, "Don't be so reserved. The Demon Queen and I are just here to join in the fun. Everyone can have some fun as usual, so there's no need to worry."
After saying this, he clapped his hands, signaling the musicians to play music. The dancers quickly perked up, swayed their waists, and began to dance gracefully.
Fine wines and delicacies were served one after another, but the people of the four major families still couldn't relax and were filled with fear and unease.
The banquet was still filled with singing and dancing, but the atmosphere was as stagnant as a cold winter.
The way everyone raised their glasses seemed stiff, their smiles were forced, and their laughter was superficial. No one dared to truly relax, and everyone was secretly speculating about Leng Huai's true intentions.
Mo Xiaoxin keenly sensed the oppressive atmosphere, while Leng Huai, sipping his tea, seemed to let the tension linger. She knew in her heart that Leng Huai was deliberately putting on this show to intimidate these people, but this atmosphere might affect the entire banquet if it dragged on.
Well, at this crucial moment, she still has to step in.
As her beautiful eyes darted around, a plan came to mind.
Mo Xiaoxin looked at the musician beside her and said softly, "I'm sure you've all heard that I come from the Southern Demon Realm, which is most skilled in singing and dancing. Why don't I play a piece for you to add to your enjoyment?"
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