Why isn't the businesswoman looking at us?
Charlie noticed that Mingmei in the distance was deliberately avoiding looking at him. He picked up his wine glass and, mimicking Mingmei's actions, used the glass and his wide sleeves to cover his face while secretly asking Julian a question.
"On such an occasion, the surrendered envoy from Hualiang and the maidservant from Churong were exchanging flirtatious glances at the banquet. Do you have any shame?"
Julian was extremely sensitive to the stares from those around them as he thought about what had happened during the day. What if they got caught again while buying a boxed lunch? Who would save them then?
"I……"
Charlie was rebuffed, and then silently looked towards the tyrant sitting at the top. Their position was so remote that they could only see the tyrant's table, and nothing else. How were they going to find an opportunity to rush up there?
Charlie, who was staring blankly at the tyrant's table leg, suddenly noticed the hem of a maid's dress. Following the hem upwards, he looked further up—
Wow!
How did the merchant lady end up standing next to the tyrant?!
Charlie doesn't understand!
But Mingmei doesn't understand at all!
Just as she stepped forward to serve the dishes, the other person suddenly called out to her. Mingmei subconsciously looked up and was met with a pair of deep, sharp eyes.
When she saw the tyrant's entire face, Mingmei gasped in shock!
Could this game be any lazier?!
Why does the tyrant's face look exactly like Young Master Zhang's?!
Even if this face may have undergone some minor adjustments, the "template" is still there!
Mingmei was now being called to stand aside and serve wine, and her nerves were on edge. This person... shouldn't be the same person, right?
"Pour the wine."
The tyrant's voice was extremely cold. As soon as he spoke, Mingmei felt as if she were standing in the snow wearing light clothes, and a gust of cold wind made her shiver.
As she poured the wine, Mingmei secretly glanced at the other person and saw that his gaze was fixed on the dancers below, his eyes flashing with a murderous red light.
The tyrant held a wine glass in one hand and kept his other hand on the short sword at his waist, looking as if he could rush down and chop people at any moment, which made Mingmei withdraw her gaze.
The same face, when placed on a tyrant, inexplicably exudes a murderous aura, with his murderous intent completely undisguised.
I'm so afraid that the other person will suddenly cut me!
It seems that the NPCs in the "Assassin King" dungeon are more immersed in the story.
Mingmei couldn't help but think of that young master Zhang from the starting village. He seemed to know from beginning to end that he was an NPC, and even when there was no storyline involving them, he could still stand there and say other things.
However, once she entered this game, Mingmei found herself living in a world where every NPC was flesh and blood with their own story... But the tyrant in front of her seemed to be different from what she had heard.
"Pour the wine."
The tyrant drinks so fast, is it really just like drinking water?
He didn't talk to the people below him, he just drank by himself.
The people below seemed used to the tyrant's behavior, clinking glasses among themselves, and no one dared to say a word to him.
The people in the audience were either bragging and joking with their colleagues, drinking and chatting while constantly urging others to drink, or watching the dancers with their eyes glued to them.
It is said that the tyrant is a lecherous man, but at the moment he does not seem to have much interest in these dancers.
Despite the seemingly joyful and harmonious scene, the tyrant sat alone on a high place, repeatedly ordering wine to be poured, downing cup after cup, his eyes clear yet occasionally flashing with a hint of murderous intent.
It's no exaggeration to say that what the tyrant probably likes most right now is the wine in his glass.
Mingmei asked Guigui to switch Lu Xiaoyao's live stream perspective to her. She saw that Lu Xiaoyao and the others were already preparing for their final performance in the back. Lu Xiaoyao, being the restless type, was currently spying on the banquet from her own perspective.
Then I heard her exclaim, "Wow~~ This tyrant is so handsome!"
Mingmei: Here we go again!
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She was like this in the beginner village in the last game!
However, at this moment, Lu Xiaoyao's comments were full of things like, "Isn't that Young Master Zhang?!" and "Holy crap! What's wrong with this game company? They didn't even bother to change the character model? 'Young Master Zhang' is a tyrant just because he changed his hairstyle?"
However, the style of some comments gradually changed—
[Seriously, do some game development companies suppress players' memory to avoid changing character models? Otherwise, the moment "Young Master Zhang" appears, everyone knows he's the villain!]
[That makes sense, but it's true, there's no reason for such a cool character model to be confined to one game instance, right? Let it move around a few more times, and the game company might just spawn a new game—'Miracle Master Zhang'!]
[And another thing, have you guys noticed the businesswoman and the villain...? Hahaha, I think I'm shipping them!]
[Damn, I'm totally shipping them too! These two standing together are so good, let's all say "They're such a perfect match!!"]
They're such a perfect match!!!
...
It's amazing how Mingmei, who was just watching the drama unfold, ended up getting involved herself. With a stiff face, she glanced at the man behind her out of the corner of her eye. Wow!
Are people shipping couples this outrageously these days?
...
Look, look, those two are secretly peeking at each other!!
[Ahhh! I never imagined I'd be watching an NPC romance on my daughter's livestream!]
[The Cold Storage Tyrant and His Sweet and Soft Maid Wife – Love It!]
...
Bright and beautiful: ? ? ?
A sweet and delicate wife?
Where is she being coquettish?
Where did it go soft?
Still sweet?
How could they just start spreading rumors out of nowhere?!
Upon seeing this, Mingmei's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. She had only secretly glanced at the other person, yet these people could see it?
Such a long distance!
Mingmei, who had been led astray by the random topics on the screen, suddenly heard the tyrant shout "Pour the wine!" Mingmei quickly picked up the wine pot, only to realize at the last moment that it was empty.
Mingmei: ...
"Your Majesty, the wine is gone..."
Mingmei maintained her pouring posture, looking at the wine pot, which was now completely empty. She lowered her head awkwardly, her gaze unconsciously fixed on the other person's hand that was holding the dagger, fearing that the other person might suddenly attack.
"Get down."
"yes……"
"Bring up two more pots, but don't take too long, or else..." The threatening and ruthless intent in his words was self-evident.
Mingmei: ...
She thought her chance had finally come and she could finally get rid of standing here selling boxed lunches, but this is it?
Can't it be too long yet?
In just two seconds, my heart felt like it was on a rollercoaster, rising and falling...
So she can't shake him off? She spent the whole night guarding this tyrant?
How is she going to sell these boxed meals?
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