[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-harem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati":3,"chapter-harem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati-harem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati-chapter-876":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Harem Startup : The Demon Billionaire is on Vacation",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1411278,1864,"Chapter 876: Do Not Question My Liquidity","harem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati-chapter-876",876,"\u003Cp>Chapter 876 – Do Not Question My Liquidity\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten minutes passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And if dragon palaces taught Yue anything, it was that ten minutes in a corridor felt like a day in a museum, but ten minutes in a hungry room felt like the last five seconds before a dam bursts. She and Liang re-entered the eastern dining suite to find Lux’s entourage orbiting a battlefield strewn with half-dissected dim-sum baskets. Dumplings had been used as examples, metaphors, and at least once a missile in Sira’s explanatory hand gestures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yue paused on the threshold, chessboard underarm, cataloguing the tableau.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rava was mid-explanation of kraken futures, Ely had converted two elders into fans of sustainable elven forestry swaps, Lullaby was napping upright with a bao as a potential pillow, and Naomi taped dragon calligraphy to her phone for instant translation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux sat at the center, jacket off, sleeves rolled, golden teacup gleaming beside him like a \"Do Not Question My Liquidity\" trophy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yue cleared her throat. Soft, polite, but the room’s attention pivoted instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She raised a brow. \"Not starting brunch without me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux’s grin aimed straight at her sternum. \"Course not, polite devils wait for ladies.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sira snorted. \"Correction: polite dragons were busy interrogating Economist Lucifer here about Hell’s black-swans.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bespectacled elder nodded, clutching a bamboo pad. \"He gave us remarkable insight regarding sin-indexed bonds.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang clapped twice, a crisp command that snapped every retainer into motion. \"Enough theory. Let us eat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sliding doors blossomed open. Servants glided in perfect formation, setting new dishes. Translucent shrimp har-gow steaming like tiny moons, lotus-leaf rice parcels fragrant with star anise, lacquer jugs of pale jade wine, slightly hazy, the scent equal parts plum blossom and warm pepper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux lifted his gold cup but paused, eyebrow arched. \"Different fermentation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang smiled thinly. \"Ancestral dragon wine, brewed in sealed mountain caverns. Potent, but polite.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naomi whispered, \"Polite booze?\" and immediately poured two fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yue set the chessboard carefully at the table’s edge, slipped into the empty seat at Lux’s right. Warmth bled down her spine just from proximity. The man radiated trouble like a brazier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux leaned close enough that his jacket brushed her sleeve. \"Everything squared with the grand-ex-grandson?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Grandson times nine,\" she murmured back, enjoying the flicker of humor in Lux’s eyes. \"He’s agreed to ’new math.’\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good.\" He tapped his cup to hers, porcelain to gold, then rose slightly, catching the room’s current.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang rose. \"A toast to the ancestor’s forever-return and to you, Mr. Vaelthorn. Protect her well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will,\" Lux said, no joke, no quip, just raw certainty. Yue felt it click into place like a key meeting a lock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cups met in a crystalline chorus. The wine bit delicate, like lightning disguised as honey. Lullaby actually blinked awake, murmured \"spicy cloud,\" then drifted off again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Food flow engaged. Chopsticks darted. Dragon elders attempted small talk with devils about cross-plane tariff harmonization.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux fielded questions while building Yue’s plate. Two shrimp dumplings, one char-siu bao, measured dab of chili oil, he’d paid attention to last meal’s preferences. The gesture warmed her more than the wine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sira, meanwhile, was explaining to a horrified junior elder how Pride hedges reputational futures by sponsoring infernal e-sports.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ely negotiated a seed exchange program.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yue watched, amused. It struck her that this chaotic cluster, kraken, elf, devil, half-coma sloth, fit here better than the antiques in her old room. Culture evolved. So would she.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux nudged her elbow. \"Try the lotus rice. You look like you need carbohydrates to spite ancient ghosts.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Medical advice from Greed’s heir,\" she deadpanned, but took a bite. Star anise and childhood memory mingled on her tongue, she refused to tear up over rice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang sipped wine, eyes tracking the room like a stockbroker watching tickers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The conversation was light. Mostly the elders gave update to Yue about what happened after she left. Or what the disaster they fought before the dragon clan rose again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The brunch ended. Dishes stacked like dim-sum Jenga, the lazy Susan spun one last slow revolution, and the air sagged with that pleasant, overeaten serenity unique to successful diplomacy and too much jasmine wine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yue set her cup down and rose, silk whispering. \"Elders, thank you for the meal. I need to return now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang stood as well, the ripple of elders following him looked choreographed. \"Ancestor, allow us one final sign of respect, three kowtows to honor your return.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She lifted both hands in immediate refusal. \"Absolutely not.\" The room froze mid-bow prep. \"Five hundred years gone and the first thing I receive is a floor-dive?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An elder with jade spectacles cleared his throat nervously. \"It is custom. Some of us have practiced our kneeling posture for decades...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the table, Sira stage-whispered, \"I vote yes. It’s something a Pride loves.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lullaby half-snorted awake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yue pinched the bridge of her nose. \"It seems inefficient. We are in a different era.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang clasped his hands, earnest. \"Ancestor, the gesture is for us, not you. We beg you to allow it once.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hesitated, legacy versus practicality, and sighed. \"Fine. One kowtow. Single. Collective.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elders brightened like kids given an extra dumpling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux leaned sideways, murmuring, \"You just granted every dragon here a new bragging right.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yue elbowed him lightly. \"Let them face-plant in peace.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elders shuffled into orderly rows on the floor. Liang at the front, dignified, though his knees cracked suspiciously. A servant produced a lacquer kneeling cushion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang inhaled. \"Clan of Xianlong, offer thanks to Ancestor Yue!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Palms pressed floor, foreheads touched floor. A unified exhale filled the cedar hall, warm, reverent, dust-mote gentle. Even Sira’s smirk faded, replaced by a quiet respect one didn’t often see on a Pride scion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yue watched, expression unreadable at first, then something softened around her eyes, a warmth Lux recognized from late-night chess scenarios and half-stolen smiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elders rose, slow but triumphant. Liang bowed from the waist, voice relieved. \"Our hearts settle, honored Ancestor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your hearts will settle faster with hot compresses,\" Yue quipped, but her tone was fond. \"Thank you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux fell into step beside her. Behind them, elders murmured satisfaction, servants cleared plates, and Liang’s chuckle followed their retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>",1032,"2026-06-05T23:57:29.709Z",1,"novelbin.me","f00cdde6bb650a93fc950cfa0747711e404acd49c302e5567f6fcb68d332693b","harem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati-chapter-592","harem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati-chapter-591",878,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fharem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati-cover.jpg"]