World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 221 - 143: Exposing Suo Lun’s Identity! A Mysterious and Charming Night!_2

Chapter 221: 143: Exposing Suo Lun’s Identity! A Mysterious and Charming Night!_2

The name Lanling, besides the Ye Jingyu Sisters and Suo Ningbing, was unknown to anyone else, so it didn’t matter that it was mentioned.

However, Suo Lun thought of the ninety-nine variations of the Calamity Nine Swords, all for the purpose of depicting the character ’ling’.

And since the Dragon Temple had concealed the second and third tier sword techniques of the Calamity Nine Swords, he instinctively avoided a potential danger, taking another name for himself: Lan Xiao.

The attendees of this evening’s banquet were the thirteen members of the Tianye City Elders’ Council, along with their families. Soon, Lord Ji Gang had finished the introductions, and the banquet commenced.

The banquet here was different from those in the Rage Wave Kingdom, freer, more like a cocktail party. Guests could move around and converse freely.

Thus, the banquet hall scene entered a rather bizarre state.

Among all the women present, it was undoubted that Yan Shuang was the most beautiful, completely outshining everyone else.

Therefore, almost all the men were stealing glances at Yan Shuang, but not a single one approached her to chat.

This was a very dangerous signal, an eerie silence.

As the first legion of Tianye City, the Silver Wolf Legion, and Yan Yan as the overall manager of Tianye City, in charge of all military affairs, his status was by no means inferior to the City Lord’s.

And with Yan Shuang’s beauty, she would naturally become the center of attention. The women from the other twelve families should have approached her to ingratiate themselves, even if they were jealous of her beauty.

Yet they did not, for although many eyes were surreptitiously watching her, no one dared to come close.

Everyone in the hall, not a single person dared to approach within ten feet of Yan Shuang, as if she were surrounded by tremendous danger.

What exactly had happened?

And Lord Ji Gang of Tianye City, he stayed by Fang Qingshu’s side all the time, serving with meticulous care.

"The flavor is off," Suo Lun said to Yan Shuang.

Yan Shuang nodded, "Yes, I don’t know why? They shouldn’t make a move on me so quickly."

"I’ll go and find out," Suo Lun said, "what exactly has happened."

Cup in hand, Suo Lun approached Ji Qianqian, the city lord’s daughter.

At that moment, she was feeling dejected; she had been the most beautiful woman in the hall until Yan Shuang arrived, instantly eclipsing her own radiance. Although the men present dared not obviously court Yan Shuang, they were all sneakily looking at her.

To overshadow Yan Shuang in tonight’s banquet, Ji Qianqian had to pester her father for a long time before she could afford to invite the court tailor from the Rage Wave Palace, at great cost.

Because at such banquets, besides beauty, it was all about the attire, the jewelry, to see whose taste was the highest, whose artistry was the greatest.

Unexpectedly, it wasn’t just that Yan Shuang was beautiful, but her black dress also instantly stole all the light in the hall, making Ji Qianqian’s blue evening gown look dull in comparison.

Moreover, with a true piece of art, quality stands out, evident at first glance.

"Miss Ji Qianqian, your dress is not flattering, not worthy of you," Suo Lun suddenly spoke up beside her.

Ji Qianqian was startled, looked up, and was instantly met by a rugged face—it was Yan Shuang’s male companion, quite unattractive.

"That black dress on Yan Shuang, did you truly make it?" Ji Qianqian asked.

"Yeah," Suo Lun replied, "She said she was attending the banquet and asked me to choose her clothes. When I opened the wardrobe, I wished I could burn all her garments."

With a snort of laughter, Ji Qianqian said, "Isn’t that the truth? She had no taste in clothes before, always wearing that silver armor, not a hint of femininity."

"I couldn’t stand it," Suo Lun said, "so it took me four hours to design that little black dress for her, as well as the shoes, hairstyle, and necklace."

"Only four hours?" Ji Qianqian’s eyes sparkled, "You, you’re a genius, a genius in art. You have no idea how perfect Yan Shuang’s hairstyle and dress complement each other, especially that string of pearl necklaces, it’s the finishing touch. Believe me, her look will become a classic that will still be imitated even a hundred years from now."

With that, Suo Lun knew that this delicate miss in front of him was just like those rich girls on Earth, who pursued fashion and beauty with a near madness.

They were the type who would fly to Milan to see a fashion show even with a fever of forty degrees Celsius, just to be the first to catch the latest trends.

"Because I have an eye for beauty," Suo Lun said indiscreetly, his gaze drifting over Ji Qianqian, "Miss Ji, do you know where your beauty lies?"

Ji Qianqian replied, "The royal tailors in Rage Wave Palace say my shoulders and collarbones are beautiful."

...

At this moment, there were no other people on the balcony.

After Ji Qianqian came out, Suo Lun asked, "Are you ready?"

She nodded, her heart full of unease and anticipation.

Suo Lun crouched down and violently tore her elaborate, trailing skirt hem, ripping it up to her thigh.

Before she could cry out in alarm, Suo Lun released his spiritual power, instantly subduing her, and preventing her from screaming.

Then, his dagger quickly cut through her skirt, trimming away the excess fabric. After that, he stitched swiftly, altering her previously somewhat loose gown into a tight-fitting miniskirt.

"Shrrrip..."

Next, he made two curved cuts at her waist, exposing her snow-white midriff.

"Smack..." he slapped and instructed, "Keep your butt perched out at all times, to maintain a slight curve in your waist and thighs."

Afterward, he took off his own shoes and chopped off a section of the railing, crafting two delicate metal heels on the spot with his obsidian dagger.

Then, he made holes in the shoes and set the two brand-new metal heels into them.

Suddenly, the shoes became nearly ten-centimeter high heels.

"Put them on," Suo Lun said.

Ji Qianqian slipped on the newly crafted high heels, feeling herself suddenly much taller, and for some reason, her confidence surged.

"Be careful walking in them. These heels won’t last long; they’ll break tomorrow," Suo Lun said. "Alright, go back inside. Wait for others to gaze at you; I’ll wait for you out here."

...

As expected, when Ji Qianqian reentered, the men in the room instinctively glanced at her, their eyes then lighting up fiercely, unable to stop staring at her.

How could they not stare? All the other women in the room were dressed in relatively conservative long dresses, and here she appeared in a tight-fitting ultra-short skirt, her long, slender, white legs fully exposed, atop nearly ten-centimeter high heels.

In this still rather conservative environment, such attire was instantaneously explosively sexy.

Ji Qianqian, once again, successfully became the center of attention.

The feeling was too wonderful. She loved this sensation of everyone’s eyes on her; it was intoxicatingly thrilling.

After making a round in the hall and basking in the attention of all the men, Ji Qianqian couldn’t wait to return to the balcony and said to Suo Lun, "Genius, you are a genius. You are the most artistically charismatic man I’ve ever seen."

To her, even Suo Lun’s rugged face seemed filled with personality at that moment.

Then, the two of them started chatting on the balcony.

"How did you end up with Yan Shuang?" Ji Qianqian asked. "How long have you been together?"

"To conquer her," Suo Lun said. "It’s been two days."

"Just two days? Then listen to me, leave her as soon as you can; she’s going to face a great disaster tonight," Ji Qianqian said.

"A great disaster? What kind of disaster?" Suo Lun asked, and it was supposed to happen tonight?

"It’s... I can’t say it. I only overheard it," Ji Qianqian replied awkwardly. "Anyway, get away from her as fast as you can."

Then, Ji Qianqian realized she had said too much in her excitement and hastily ran back into the hall.

Suo Lun was about to go in when someone came out and stood beside him. It was Turing Duo.

"Long time no see, old classmate," Turing Duo said lightly.

Suo Lun’s heart skipped a beat, then he turned his head and pretended to be completely clueless.

Turing Duo said, "I know you are Suo Lun, even if you’ve changed your face. But don’t worry, we are not here for you tonight, but for your old lover Yan Nai’er. It’s likely she won’t leave this place alive; the Holy Envoy from the Dragon Temple has been looking for her for a long time."

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