World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 376 - 204: Secret Meeting!_2

Chapter 376: 204: Secret Meeting!_2

"Xiao Qin and I will also be happy for our entire lives, just like my future parents-in-law," Ling Ao said.

At this moment, a song finally came to an end.

Ling Ao hurried to Gui Qinshu’s side and said, "Alright, you’ve been dancing all night. Take a break, or else you’ll start complaining about sore feet again."

"No, I’m so happy, I’m not tired at all," Gui Qinshu replied with a smile as radiant as blooming flowers, hooking her jade arm around her fiancé’s neck coquettishly, "If my feet hurt later, you have to take responsibility and massage them for me."

At that moment, she felt an overwhelming affection for Ling Ao, for all the glory of the night had been given to her by him.

Her words were both coy and reproachful, nearly melting Ling Ao’s heart, yet he put on a stern face and said, "I’ll be busy later; I won’t have time."

The noblemen standing close by nearly choked on their jealousy upon hearing this, hating Ling Ao for being unromantic and wishing they could rush forward and offer, "Let me massage them for you."

Gui Qinshu was so breathtakingly beautiful that, to these men, not just massaging but even inching their way up her jade feet with kisses would be more delectable than the sweetest honey.

"Annoying, I don’t want to talk to you anymore," Gui Qinshu said with a mix of pride and coquetry, releasing Ling Ao’s neck and turning away to grab a glass of red wine and drink deeply.

Of course, she wasn’t really angry, and she wouldn’t be tonight.

"Ao, where is Suo Lun?" Gui Qinshu casually inquired.

"At Princess Zhiyan’s Mansion, engaged in a fearless struggle," Ling Ao said, "At this moment, he is probably conducting what they call a ’three-person meeting,’ just like three rats in a nest discussing how to emerge from their hole and seize a human palace."

Ling Ao’s tone was quite harsh, which was uncharacteristic of him, but tonight he seemed to lose his restraint somewhat.

He had reason to be proud that night, and having drunk a little, he was slightly tipsy.

He indeed deserved his pride, for he had won the most beautiful woman of Rage Wave Kingdom, along with the envy of all men and the acknowledgment of his status from everyone present.

As for Suo Lun, he had already become an outcast in Rage Wave Kingdom, like a rat crossing the street, hanging on by a thread, his days numbered.

"You didn’t send him an invitation, did you?" Gui Qinshu asked, frowning.

Ling Ao had sent one to Suo Lun, in fact, two invitations.

Because, lately, he had heard too much about Suo Lun. Heard about him creating one miracle after another, collecting an army of over ten thousand with his own force, and then, outnumbered, defeating Duke Zhi Ning’s troops to successfully retake Tianshui City.

However, in Ling Ao’s view, the key to Suo Lun’s success lies in one thing: shamelessness, a lack of decency.

Which of his achievements had not depended on women? What had he accomplished on his own?

Most importantly, as a man, one needs breadth of spirit, political insight, and wisdom.

In this regard, Suo Lun could be aptly described as foolish and clumsy. If he had an ounce of intelligence, he wouldn’t have ended up as a national enemy.

Therefore, some people may think Suo Lun is formidable, but Ling Ao has nothing but disdain for them. In his eyes, a man without wisdom is like going south by driving the chariot north, no matter what other skills he might have.

Thus, he sent two invitations to Suo Lun, just to let him taste the life of a rat crossing the street.

To make him see clearly just how foolish he was, as well as to display the glory that Ling Ao himself possessed.

"Well, do you hope Suo Lun comes or not?" Ling Ao turned to Gui Qinshu and asked.

"Of course not," Gui Qinshu said bluntly. "I feel sick to my stomach the moment I see him; it makes me want to vomit."

This response greatly pleased Ling Ao. He had always been extremely concerned about the brief marriage between Gui Qinshu and Suo Lun, like a thorn in his heart.

Despite the fact that on the night of the wedding, Suo Lun and Gui Qinshu had parted ways immediately after the ceremony, and despite Gui Qinshu dressing as a widow to curse Suo Lun to an early death, thereby drawing a clear boundary.

But Ling Ao was still troubled by it. He wanted Gui Qinshu entirely to himself, without a single flaw – even a pretend wedding in the past was an absolute discomfort to him.

At this point, hearing Gui Qinshu talk about Suo Lun with such extreme disgust was especially gratifying for him.

Soon, the music started up once again.

"I want to dance now. Will you join me?" Gui Qinshu asked sweetly.

Ling Ao quickly stepped forward; he couldn’t bear the thought of another man dancing with Gui Qinshu.

Even though it meant merely holding her slim waist through the fabric of her dress, even though it was just holding her gloved, jade-like hand.

But he couldn’t stand it; he didn’t want anyone to touch even a hair on Gui Qinshu.

At that moment, Turing Chen came to Ling Ao’s side and said, "The Annihilate Sauron Secret Meeting has started."

The Annihilate Sauron Secret Meeting was, of course, the secret meeting to destroy Suo Lun.

Even though Turing Chen’s voice was low, Gui Qinshu’s heart skipped a beat.

Ling Ao nodded and left the ballroom to head towards the highest meeting room in the castle at Duke Turing’s Mansion.

Right after, Turing Chen approached Turing Duo and said, "Go to your boudoir, someone is waiting for you there."

Turing Duo’s expression changed as she asked, "What do you mean?"

"Go for a match-making visit," Turing Chen said. "Your betrothed is waiting for you there. Didn’t you want to know who he is? You’ll find out if you go."

Turing Duo replied angrily, "Match-making is match-making, but why does it have to take place in my boudoir? Can’t it be done in the living room or in the garden? Why must it be in my boudoir?"

"That is because it’s meant to tell you that this marriage arrangement is not to be refused, and having the match-making in your boudoir is the wish of your betrothed," Turing Chen explained.