vrcanaries Chapter 1305 The goddess is only fit to carry her shoes!
Chapter 1305 The goddess is only fit to carry her shoes!
When Murong Yan's figure appeared behind that huge palace door, all the golden radiance in the entire banquet hall instantly dimmed.
The chiming of the bells and the music stopped abruptly.
Everyone's breath was taken away at that moment. They stared wide-eyed at the Eastern woman who walked in from outside the door, their minds blank from the ultimate beauty.
That is not the kind of beauty that should exist in the mortal world.
That is a destructive existence that tramples on aesthetics and leaves an imprint on the soul!
She was wearing a dress with a phoenix design.
The ultimate black Su Jin swallowed all the light cast by the crystal chandelier, turning the world behind her into a deep, silent universe.
And she is the sole ruler of this universe.
On the hem of the skirt, a giant phoenix embroidered with pure gold thread opened its cold eyes in the flickering lamplight.
Golden phoenix feathers flowed with divine radiance, and those phoenix eyes swept across the entire scene with an absolute indifference, as if a god were looking down upon ants.
The so-called nobles, officers, and warlords inside the hall, upon this glance, couldn't help but feel an instinctive urge to kneel and submit.
What's most breathtaking is her five-zhang-long, dark gold trailing tail.
That wasn't a skirt; it was a surging, black river of power and lust, flowing majestically from outside the palace gates, engulfing the smooth white marble floor and the horrified feet of the crowd.
Ultimately, it covered the entire center of the banquet hall.
A carpet woven from majesty and death proclaims domineeringly—
From the moment she stepped in, this place was no longer the Governor's Mansion.
It was her palace, the temporary residence of Empress Murong Yan of the Great Qian Dynasty!
"God...that is...is that God?" A noblewoman's feather fan slipped from her hand, making a soft but unusually jarring sound.
“Venus? No, the goddess in mythology is only fit to carry her shoes!” a wealthy businessman muttered to himself, looking like a madman.
In the corner, the fat Frenchman Dupont, who had been humiliated at the auction yesterday, crushed his wine glass with a "crack," the bright red wine mixed with blood dripping from between his fat fingers. He seemed oblivious, staring intently at Murong Yan, his eyes filled with a mixture of fear and a deeper greed.
In the shadows, hidden among the crowd, the observers from the "Nihilistic Party" were utterly thrown into disarray. Despite their rigorous training, they couldn't control the tremors in their eyes. Only one thought echoed wildly in their minds: Intelligence error! A grave error! This wasn't a prince and princess; it was a divine intervention! The highest level of threat alert had to be reported immediately!
A primal flame ignited in the eyes of every man—a morbid desire mixed with possession, conquest, and destruction.
They wanted to rush up and tear that divine robe to shreds, and brutally ravage this otherworldly monster.
But they dare not.
Because of the man standing next to her.
Lin Zhen.
The pure gold mask concealed his face, but it couldn't hide his cynical indifference to everything.
He ignored the crowd around him who were going crazy because of his wife, and simply strolled leisurely with Murong Yan in his hand.
He did not walk into a deadly trap.
It's actually their own backyard.
Each step he took was like a heavy hammer blow, striking precisely at the wildly beating hearts of the crowd, making them feel an even greater fear amidst their extreme desire.
This man is either crazy.
Or perhaps he is a god capable of setting the rules!
Just then, a loud, energetic laugh tried to break the suffocating silence.
"Oh! My dear Prince! And you, Your Highness, as beautiful as the stars!"
Governor Charles Harrington finally recovered from the intense shock.
His face was full of enthusiastic smiles as he quickly stepped down from the main seat, opened his arms, and tried to give Lin Zhen a close hug.
This is the master's gesture, a declaration of power; he wants to reclaim dominance of the hall with an embrace.
He was three steps away from Lin Zhen.
A figure appeared in front of him without warning.
It was Yue Fei.
He didn't draw his sword; he just stood there quietly, his eyes coldly fixed on Harrington.
There was no murderous aura emanating from him.
But the air temperature around Harrington suddenly dropped to freezing point, and the white breath he exhaled condensed into tiny ice crystals in front of his eyes.
On the smooth white marble floor tiles beneath his feet, a layer of visible white frost appeared centered on Yue Fei, and it spread out at an extremely fast speed!
Harrington's smile froze.
His forward-moving body froze.
The strongest ace agents and the bravest royal guards he had ever met were as vulnerable as babies in front of this Eastern warrior.
He had no doubt that if he took another step forward, his head would be twisted off on the spot.
"Your Majesty the Governor."
Lin Zhen's indifferent voice rang out, devoid of any warmth.
"We Easterners are not used to hugging men we don't know well."
As soon as he finished speaking, he took Murong Yan's hand and walked straight past Harrington, who was stiff all over.
Their target was the governor's throne at the very head of the banquet hall, a symbol of supreme power in New Batavia!
The two bodyguards behind Harrington were elite soldiers, handpicked from the best of the best. Upon seeing this, they instinctively stepped forward and placed their hands on the hilts of their guns.
However, just as they made a move, Yue Fei, who was as silent as a mountain, glanced at them out of the corner of his eye.
Just a glimpse.
The two elite guards were instantly drenched in cold sweat, their hands gripping their guns trembling violently and unable to move an inch, as if nailed to the spot by invisible shackles.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Lin Zhen and Murong Yan climbed the steps that represented the pinnacle of power, one step at a time.
In front of everyone, he walked up to the luxurious chair that was inlaid with jewels.
He didn't look at the chair.
He simply waved casually at the maid behind him who was holding up Murong Yan's skirt.
The two maids understood and gently and completely laid the five-zhang-long, magnificent dark gold Suzhou brocade trailing over the governor's throne.
The sacred and majestic golden phoenix perched on the back of the throne, its cold phoenix eyes overlooking the entire hall, as if the throne was made for it.
Then, Lin Zhen turned around and, like the most considerate knight, personally helped his wife.
Sit down slowly.
Murong Yan was sitting on the governor's throne.
He casually turned around and sat down on the cold white marble steps at Murong Yan's feet.
This scene was like a silent slap in the face to everyone in the audience!
He... he put his wife on the governor's throne!
He himself sat at her feet like a servant!
This mind-blowing scene left everyone's minds completely blank.
Governor Harrington's pupils contracted sharply, and his face turned from white to blue and then from blue to red.
shame!
An unprecedented shame!
His first reaction was to draw his sidearm and order his guards to shoot the audacious Eastern man and woman on the spot!
But he forcefully suppressed the impulse.
Reason told him that the guard named Yue Fei could kill half the people here, including himself, before his guards could react.
You must not use your hands.
At least not now.
Why would this Eastern prince do something so crazy and illogical?
Harrington forced himself to calm down, his mind racing as he tried to find a reasonable explanation for this incomprehensible situation.
He squandered money like water, disregarded rules, publicly humiliated the governor, and in the end, allowed a woman to sit on the throne of power while he himself remained a mere accompaniment...
One after another, the fragmented pieces of madness rapidly pieced together in his mind.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck!
A knowing glint and an even more intense greed flashed in Harrington's grey eyes.
It turned out to be the case.
He got it.
This so-called "Kunlun Kingdom" is not a normal country at all, but a deformed matriarchal society where women hold power!
This seemingly powerful and arrogant "Prince Kunlun" is nothing more than a gigolo who curries favor with the Queen in exchange for status! A plaything!
This explains why he is so extravagant and why he acts so unpredictably!
He wasn't in power at all; he was just a tool for the Queen to spend money! All his arrogant behavior was simply to please the woman behind him!
This seemingly humiliating act was actually his most humble act of flattery towards his queen!
Having figured this out, Harrington's last trace of fear stemming from Yue Fei vanished.
Instead, it is the cruelty and excitement of top predators after discovering the weaknesses of their prey.
A male concubine who rose to power through women, and a queen with endless wealth but no knowledge of the world.
This was simply the perfect prey that God had sent him!
he knows.
He's going to win tonight.
He wants that warship and that blonde female officer.
And the queen who sat on the throne, more beautiful than any goddess, along with the wealth behind her that could drive the world mad...
He wants it even more!