Chapter 934: Feeding

Each took away a Saint of Thieves...

Hearing this, both Chen Ling and Ying Fu had subtle expressions.

Although the phrasing was strange, it was indeed the truth... Chen Ling had saved Bai Ye, and Ying Fu had subdued Mo Lian. Of the five Saints of Thieves—Red, Yellow, Blue, White, and Black—the two of them had taken one each. Now, the entire Fire-Tamperers only had three Saints of Thieves left.

"What do you want to say?" Chen Ling asked in a deep voice.

"What do I want to say?" Chitong raised an eyebrow, staring into Chen Ling’s eyes. "I’m stating a fact... Is there a problem?"

"It’s a fact that you each took away a Saint of Thieves, and it’s a fact that you were caught and brought to the Wuji Domain... I never thought the legendary World-Ender and the [Emperor] of this era would have a day where they had to live under someone else’s roof."

Hearing this, Chen Ling understood. This Chitong was here to knock them down a peg, but he didn't know if this was Chitong’s own idea or the King of Silver’s behind him.

If it were the former, it would be fine. Although Chitong had a mischievous and annoying personality, Chen Ling and the others didn't intend to get involved with him. But if it were the latter...

Then the purpose of this banquet was quite intriguing.

Chen Ling and Ying Fu both had deep expressions, seemingly thinking about the same thing. For a moment, no one responded to Chitong’s provocation.

Chitong, being ignored, was clearly a bit annoyed. Just as he was about to say something else, a magnetic voice sounded from the side.

"It seems everyone has arrived."

Everyone turned to look. The King of Silver, wearing a shirt and vest, and Lou Yu, draped in a black robe, walked out from the depths of the cathedral one after the other.

The King of Silver still wore a gentlemanly, elegant smile. The flickering kerosene lamp illuminated him, casting a faint halo, like an ancient oil painting from the 19th century.

Lou Yu moved through the shadows, only the Philosopher’s Stone at his brow flickering slightly. He scanned the surroundings expressionlessly, seemingly having no interest in this banquet.

The King of Silver stopped in the middle of the venue, casually took a glass of red wine from a maid’s hand, scanned the crowd slowly, and spoke again:

"I presume everyone has heard that I invited you all here today because we, the Fire-Tamperers, have gained two new partners."

With that one sentence, everyone’s gaze turned toward Chen Ling and Ying Fu...

Chen Ling and Ying Fu—one in a bright red opera robe, the other exuding imperial aura—were truly striking in the crowd. The other guests had noticed them the moment they entered, and now, with the King of Silver’s mention, they became the visual focus of the entire venue.

Chen Ling had been under the gaze of countless audience members on stage and was very sensitive to being watched... He could sense that after everyone turned their gaze toward them, they only lingered on Ying Fu for a moment before almost all of them began to size him up.

In the eyes of these people, Chen Ling’s existence seemed to make them even more curious.

Although [Emperors] were rare, many had appeared throughout history. But the chance to see a human-shaped World-Ender was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity... Moreover, after Ying Fu subdued Mo Lian, his rank reached the seventh rank, which could be considered blending into this banquet. But Chen Ling was only at the fourth rank; it was hard not to be noticed here.

Lou Yu glanced at them and then lowered his eyes silently, as if it were none of his business.

"Everyone here comes from different domains and different backgrounds... But now, we are gathered here to overturn the world."

"This banquet is just an opportunity for everyone to get to know each other..."

The King of Silver’s voice echoed in the venue. After saying a few words, he downed the wine in his glass.

At the same time, the piano at the edge of the venue began to play automatically, and the cello leaning against the wall began to play like a ghost. Several maids pushed countless fine wines and delicacies into the venue from both sides, and an alluring aroma drifted into Chen Ling’s nostrils.

Chen Ling’s expression was no longer lifeless. He looked at the tables filled with various foods and swallowed silently...

Chen Ling was too hungry.

The consumption of carrying two souls was too great, and after all the trouble in the Imperial Dao Ancient Treasury, Chen Ling was already starving. It was just that the King of Silver’s appearance had kept Chen Ling in a state of high tension, so he hadn't noticed the hunger for a while.

But when the food was placed before him and he smelled the aroma, he felt that if he didn't eat something, he would starve to death the next second...

When the dining cart stopped, a hand in a bright red opera robe lightning-fast grabbed the fattest turkey leg and tore it off like a beast!

Ying Fu was stunned.

Ying Fu had thought Chen Ling wouldn't be interested in this banquet. After all, in their current situation, anyone else would probably be too nervous to eat... As for Ying Fu himself, his attention was mostly on observing others.

But he never expected Chen Ling to start eating like a starving ghost!

And he was eating a chicken leg in one bite, a roast chicken in three bites. The dining cart that had just been pushed in by the maid was cleaned out in the blink of an eye, as if by a swarm of locusts.

Ying Fu: ...

Ying Fu’s gaze toward Chen Ling had changed. He found that whenever he thought he had seen through Chen Ling, this guy could always give him unimaginable surprises.

The other guests watching this scene had equally spectacular expressions...

"As expected of the 'World-Ender,'" a man who looked like a butcher nodded slightly. "A dangerous red exterior, a ferocious way of eating... He is a true beast."

Everyone watched as Chen Ling finished off a dining cart in a few bites, holding a table knife in his left hand and wiping the corner of his mouth with his right. A pair of aggressive eyes swept across the surroundings, and then he walked straight toward the King of Silver.

The King of Silver saw him walking over, his brows raised slightly, seemingly not expecting him to come looking for him proactively. A polite smile appeared on his lips...

He poured himself another glass of red wine and was about to say something when the bright red opera robe stopped.

Slash—!

A table knife was plunged into the dining cart in front of the King of Silver.

The knife, inserted into the surface of the cart, swayed slightly. The bright blade reflected the candlelight, flickering back and forth on the King of Silver’s stiff face...

Chen Ling didn't even look at him. He tore open the roast suckling pig in front of the King of Silver with his bare hands, stuffed a whole piece of meat, bones and all, into his mouth, and chewed forcefully.

Sharp teeth cut through meat and bone, making a teeth-grinding sound, as if a scarlet beast were baring its fangs before the King of Silver...

Crunch—crunch...

Chen Ling finished a roast suckling pig in a few bites. He spat a few sharp bone fragments onto the empty plate casually, making a clinking sound...

The venue was dead silent.