The Demon Swordsman 3
Ch. 112 - Dinner Banquet
Twinkling at night decorated with candlelight in various places, dinner drowned in the open space. Very large in size, the table and chairs are neatly arranged. There are some special tables where food and drinks are provided. Guests began to come, most of them were important people of the Shang Empire. Starting from the Ten Pillars that served at this time. Counselors, some noble families to other councils. Countless people who came, could probably touch the number three hundreds of people.
Huo Rong and Shui walked into the courtyard which turned into a gigantic dinner spot. The guests from above threw gazes at them. Mostly cynical and uncomfortable. Shui paid little heed, but Huo Rong's flammable emotions instantly shot out.
"What the fuck do you guys see me like that?"
The thirty-year-old man in front of him realized Huo Rong was offending him. He pulled out a slanted smile, slowly looking at Huo Rong while saying conceitedly.
"Any animal eats here? Does Your Majesty want to equate us with despicable beasts like them?"
That scathing sentence was swallowed round and round. Really painful. Huo Rong often encountered people like this interlocutor. But seeing so many people hear the man's words and they laugh silently made Huo Rong's heart ache.
Immediately he gripped the clothes made with silk thread. The man's wife immediately called the guard.
"Woo .. woo ... Relax, relax. Don't bring your beast here if you don't want to make His Majesty ashamed of inviting you." He raised both hands in front of his chest, letting both of his legs hang in the air. There was absolutely no fear of Huo Rong's bluff.
Shui tried to attract Huo Rong to avoid getting into any further trouble.
"A lowly creature like you would rather pick up trash than eat at a table" he half-whispered. Only Huo Rong could hear while the man laughed. It was vexing to the point that Huo Rong thoughtlessly threw the person's body.
The chaos happened immediately. Shouts from the official's wife shrieked high, her husband bleeding from the mouth. Suddenly his movements were different, the man retreated clinging to the table while pointing at Huo Rong in fear.
"Mo-monsters! The demon is a monster, Your Majesty! Congratulations me!"
The peak of the commotion occurred when suddenly the man fainted. Indeed there are wounds on his body but according to Huo Rong humans will not faint that easily just because it was thrown not up to five meters.
A look of blame and fear invaded Huo Rong. A few bodyguards came pulling weapons towards Huo Rong's neck. Shui patted the eel, he snorted in annoyance. He was warning that this would happen. But the problem is now too early to get into trouble. Both were dragged by five bodyguards by force. But the voice of someone interrupted them.
"What are you guys doing?"
That's Xin Chen. Shui looked at her. Like a kid who's just been captured by a kidnapper and is hoping to be released. Huo Rong looked away.
"We arrested them for making a fuss during the event."
"Take it off. His name is also Demon. You want to equate them with human behavior?"
Huo Rong's heart was slightly offended at Xin Chen's painful-sounding defense.
"Regulating humans is not necessarily you can. After all, these two witches won't attack if no one bothers them."
Huo Rong looked towards him. Little glazed.
"Take them off, I have a little business with this dragon lizard duo. Come on over here, kids."
The five bodyguards stared at each other in confusion, asking each other until they finally removed Shui and Huo Rong.
"Thank you." Shui breathed a sigh of relief as the five people moved away from sight. His face turned fierce a few seconds later.
"Well, the war started." Xin Chen prepared to close his ears, the attendant must have heard Shui fussing. Especially Huo Rong's interlocutor. It was inconceivable how noisy the two demons were. But before the war began they were diverted by a girl who passed through the three.
The fragrant aroma of fragrant, pink robes with beautiful flower carvings and hair tied using hair skewers that are in tune with her clothes.
Xin Chen recognized who the girl was. But he was a little shy to say hello to her. Fu Yu's carrier was greatly changed from the one he had known all along. Fu Yu's childish nature had drastically changed to make herself a graceful girl. His eyes looked straight ahead. No matter the hundreds of pairs of eyes that stared in amazement at him. Including the daughters of noble clans who feel rivaled by the presence of Fu Yu.
Of all the gazes that were heading towards him, Fu Yu only realized that one person had been staring at him.
Their eyes meet.
Shui was about to pull Huo Rong away, not wanting to mess up the meeting of the two people. But what he expected from Xin Chen, the super insensitive creature just stared for a long time without any intention of greeting or making small talk.
"Sad, you can just shut up like a fool!" Shui cussed when he saw Fu Yu move away, following the bodyguard who indicated where his seat was.
"Other fault of mine?"
"Do you understand what is called love? A miracle that only humans have"
"Don't go too far. I have to go back to my place. Coming home from here I want to talk to you guys about something, I go first," his uncle immediately moved to the place where Xin Fai and Xin Zhan were sitting. Ren Yuan did not come and was kept at home, as his condition was not very healthy.
The Emperor conveyed many things, more towards the joy and planning of the celebration that they would title in a few days' time. Everyone is happy and partying.
But, that was not what Xin Chen expected. An hour more only contains hurrah, while he needs an explanation of many things. Xin Zhan also felt the same way; injustice. There are many parties in this place. Including some of the people who participated in the war in the Valley of the Gods. But the more enthusiastic people celebrating this victory are only those who during the war sit inside the house while spending the wealth of the people.
If only they had lost the war. Things must have turned around. Their bodies will be cursed, humiliated and scorned. The attitude of the elite people of the Shang Empire is sometimes indeed as thick as that.
Xin Zhan rose from his chair. Emphasize the sound so that everyone can hear.
"I didn't come here to hear your babbling. Explain to me, on what basis did you send an army to kill the Demon Sword?"
Pillar three, a busy woman downing wine in a small cup donates a voice. Sounds a little arrogant. "To preserve the lives of the entire population of this Empire. If the Demon Sword can protect this entire Empire, it also has a chance to destroy our beloved Empire."
"After years of devotion, you are hostile to him just because of this?" xin Zhan's intonation rose, long after he held back the rumbling wrath in his chest, the young man was finally unable to pretend to be polite in front of everyone.
Xin Fai tried to calm him down. The hustle and bustle in the courtyard was getting uncontrollable. The elite are busy resisting. And those who agreed with Xin Zhan could only keep quiet.
For the powerful are those who have wealth, power and influence in this place.
Emperor Qin replied calmly, "I'll explain, can you wait for this event to be over?"
"No."
Xin Zhan was surprised, someone also refused Emperor Qin's request.