Wang Yao paused, already wondering if Qiao Bushi would attend the banquet. Upon hearing Qiao Bushi's name, he quickly shrank back. All the guests in the banquet hall stood up upon hearing that the Shu clan chief had arrived, which conveniently blocked Wang Yao's view.
Qiao Bushi was undoubtedly a powerful demon of similar strength to Lady Lian and Marshal Lang. He had just met Wang Yao today. Although Wang Yao was wearing a monk's robe and a hood, he could not hide from the powerful demon. Fearing that Qiao Bushi would recognize him, Wang Yao quickened his pace.
With his legs slightly bent, he quickly reached the small door. Several rat-like waiters were standing there, watching the direction Qiao Bushi had entered from in the banquet hall, crowding together to watch the commotion. Wang Yao moved and squeezed through them.
Behind the door was an alleyway with a decoration style no different from the banquet hall, and above was still the lake bottom where fish swam. Wang Yao stepped forward, but saw a door suddenly open on the left wall about ten meters away, and a rat-like waiter crawled out of the door with a stack of handkerchiefs in his hand.
Wang Yao noticed that there seemed to be a small door on the wall to his right, so he quickly pushed it, and the small door opened easily.
Inside, a thick carpeted staircase led upwards, and a Western-style wall lamp cast a soft glow. It seemed quite peaceful. Wang Yao quickly slipped inside, ignoring the mouse carrying a handkerchief, which walked right past him.
Wang Yao closed the door and felt the noise from the banquet hall immediately subside. He then walked up the stairs a few more steps until the noise outside was barely audible before tapping his earphones with his fingers to call out to Fairy Maiden.
He called out twenty or thirty times, but there was no response from the fairy maiden. Now Wang Yao was at a loss. He stood there and pondered for a moment. Although he didn't know if Qinghe would come tonight, he couldn't be absent for too long.
After all, once everyone is seated, his table will remain empty, and even in a corner, it will still attract attention. Although the Mao clan will try to cover for him, unless he doesn't return to the banquet hall, he will easily attract Qiao Bushi's attention as soon as he shows his face.
Therefore, after a brief hesitation, Wang Yao returned the way he came and arrived at the small door where food was served. At this moment, all the rats that had been hiding in front of the door had disappeared.
Just as Wang Yao was about to scout out Qiao Bushi's current location, he suddenly heard another sharp scream coming from the banquet hall entrance.
"Welcome, Princess Qinghe of the Liang Clan!"
Wang Yaoxin's heart skipped a beat, and he no longer cared about being discovered by Qiao Bushi. He bent down and squeezed through the small door, hurriedly ran to his seat and sat down, before quickly looking towards the entrance of the banquet hall.
Qinghe, dressed in her newly bought fashion, walked gracefully into the banquet hall with a bright smile, accompanied by Mihu and two Mao tribe monks.
Wang Yao noticed that Qinghe had deliberately chosen an elegant and sophisticated dress she had bought the night before, carrying the bag she had just bought, and wearing newly purchased jewelry. She was truly graceful, with fair skin and dazzling beauty. Wang Yao almost didn't recognize her.
Qinghe was radiant and incomparable at that moment, and every smile and frown of hers drew the attention of all the guests in the banquet hall.
At this time, most of the members of the tribal alliance had taken their seats in the banquet hall, filling almost all the first two rows of tables that had been empty. Only the three or four tables at the head of the first row were empty, and the first two rows on their side were also basically full, all of them occupied by the newly arrived Shu officials.
On the main stage, Tian Sifei, Mimi, Qianqiu, the withered old monk, Qiao Bushi, a guy in a blue robe and a guy in a beige suit, and several Mao tribe monks were gathered there. Their expressions were different, but all their eyes were on Qinghe.
Wang Yao breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Qinghe had attracted everyone's attention and covered for him from being discovered by Qiao Bushi. However, he immediately noticed that the guy in the beige suit near the main stage was watching Qinghe excitedly and saying something to Qiao Bushi.
Mimi, however, was holding the hand of the man in the beige suit, glancing at Qinghe and then at Qiao Bushi, her mouth constantly moving.
Previously, fearing exposure of his identity, Wang Yao dared not use his two eavesdropping techniques, "Spiritual Sense" and "Sensation." His hearing was only slightly better than that of ordinary people, and he could no longer hear the whispers of the monsters beyond a radius of thirty to fifty meters.
However, at this moment he felt that the beige suit, Mimi's words and the situation were closely related to Qinghe. Qiao Bushi had also told him that he would send Qinghe back to the Liang tribe. Since it concerned Qinghe's safety and the next steps, Wang Yao had no choice but to take action.
"Lord Yue Lao, you may go ahead and inform the underworld ghosts as you wish, we will cover for you." A shrill voice suddenly rang in Wang Yao's ears, startling him, and the "spiritual perception" he was about to use immediately stopped.
He looked around and saw the two Mao monks sitting on either side of him smiling at him.
Damn it, the Mao clan arranged for these two monks to monitor him, Wang Yao suddenly realized. He calmed himself down and looked at the middle passage again. Qing He had already walked to the side of Qiao Bushi and the other monsters. The man in the beige suit was bowing deeply to Qing He.
It seemed that the man in the beige suit must be Luo Nairong, the Liang tribe's ambassador. Wang Yao composed himself and nervously considered what to do next. These two monks would definitely think that he had just gone to inform Wuying and the others.
But it might not be easy for him to leave now; he'd have to figure out a way to appease the two monks first.
As they were talking, Qinghe was seated at the second table after the main table. Surprisingly, the person named Qianqiu took the first seat above Qinghe. Wang Yao was slightly taken aback. It was not hard to understand why Qinghe was seated so close to the front, after all, she was a princess, which was much more prestigious than that of an ordinary ambassador.
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