Chapter 935: Eating

Eating

Each took away a Thief Saint...

Hearing these words, the expressions of Chen Ling and Ying Fu were both somewhat subtle.

Although the phrasing was very strange, the fact was indeed like that... Chen Ling rescued Bai Ye, and Ying Fu subdued Mo Lian. Of the five Thief Saints—Red, Yellow, Blue, White, and Black—they each took one. Now, the entire Fire-Stealers only had three Thief Saints left.

"What are you trying to say?" Chen Ling asked in a deep voice.

"What am I trying to say?" Chi Tong raised an eyebrow and looked into Chen Ling's eyes. "I'm stating a fact... Is there a problem?

It's a fact that you each took away a Thief Saint, and it's also a fact that you yourselves were caught and brought to the Wuji Domain... Who would have thought that the rumored World-Ending Calamity and the 'Emperor' of this era would also see the day they have to live under someone else's roof."

Hearing this, Chen Ling finally understood. This Chi Tong came over to knock them down a peg. He just didn't know if this knocking was his own idea, or the idea of the Silver King behind him.

If it was the former, it would be fine. Although this Chi Tong's personality was stubborn and annoying, Chen Ling and the others had no intention of getting involved with him anyway. But if it was the latter...

The expressions of Chen Ling and Ying Fu were both somewhat profound, seemingly thinking about the same thing. For a moment, no one responded to Chi Tong's provocation before them.

Being ignored, Chi Tong was visibly somewhat annoyed. Just as he was about to say something more, a magnetic voice rang out from the side.

"It seems everyone is almost here."

Everyone turned to look, only to see the Silver King, wearing a shirt and vest, and Lou Yu, draped in a Black Alchemical Robe, walking over from the depths of the church one after the other.

The gentlemanly elegant smile still lingered on the Silver King's face. The flickering Kerosene Lamps shone on his body, rippling with faint halos, like an ancient oil painting stepping out from the nineteenth century.

Lou Yu's figure shuttled through the shadows. Only the single Philosopher's Stone between his brows flickered faintly. He expressionlessly swept a glance over the surroundings, seemingly without the slightest interest in this banquet.

The Silver King stopped in the middle of the venue and casually took a glass of red wine from the hand of a maid beside him. His gaze slowly swept over everyone as he spoke again:

"I presume everyone has already heard. The reason I specially invited everyone here today is because we, the Fire-Stealers, have gained two new companions."

A single sentence made the gazes of everyone present turn toward Chen Ling and Ying Fu...

Chen Ling and Ying Fu, one draped in a Great Crimson Theatrical Robe and the other exuding the aura of an Emperor, were truly eye-catching in the crowd. The other guests noticed them the moment they entered the venue. Right now, under the Silver King's mention, they became the visual focal point of the entire venue even more.

Having received the gazes of an unknown number of audiences On Stage, Chen Ling was extremely sensitive to being watched... He could sense that after the crowd cast their gazes upon them, they only lingered on Ying Fu for a moment before almost all sizing him up.

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

Although an "Emperor" was rare, quite a few had appeared in history. But the chance to see a humanoid World-Ending Calamity with one's own eyes was a one-time thing... 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 Order, making it hard for him not to attract attention here.

Lou Yu glanced at them and silently lowered his eyes, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

"Most of you sitting here are from different Realms and have different backgrounds... But now, we are gathered here to subvert the world."

"This banquet is to give everyone a chance to get familiar with each other..."

The Silver King's voice echoed in the venue. After saying a few words, he downed the wine in his cup in one gulp.

At the same time, the piano at the edge of the venue started playing automatically, and the cello leaning against the wall also began to play like a ghost. Several maids on both sides of the venue pushed in countless fine wines and delicacies, and an enticing aroma drilled into Chen Ling's nose.

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

Chen Ling was too hungry.

Bearing two souls simultaneously consumed too much energy. Coupled with tossing and turning for so long in the Ancient Vault of the Imperial Path, Chen Ling was already starving. However, the appearance of the Silver King kept Chen Ling in a state of high mental tension, making him oblivious to his hunger for a while.

But when the delicacies were placed in front of Chen Ling and he smelled the aroma, he felt that if he didn't eat something soon, he would literally starve to death in the next second...

When the dining cart came to a steady stop, a hand draped in a Great Crimson Theatrical Robe grabbed the plumpest turkey leg like lightning, and then tore it off viciously like a beast!

Ying Fu beside him was stunned.

Ying Fu originally thought that Chen Ling wouldn't be interested in this banquet. After all, given their current predicament, anyone else would probably be too nervous to eat... As for Ying Fu himself, his attention was basically focused on observing the other people.

But he absolutely didn't expect that Chen Ling would actually eat so ferociously, as if he were the reincarnation of a starving ghost!

Moreover, one bite for a chicken leg, three bites for a whole roast chicken. The dining cart that had just been pushed in by the maid was swept clean in the blink of an eye, as if it had been gnawed on by locusts.

Ying Fu: ...

The gaze Ying Fu used to look at Chen Ling had changed. He found that whenever he felt he had seen through Chen Ling, this guy could always give him bizarre surprises.

The other guests at the side had incredibly colorful expressions when they saw this scene...

"As expected of 'World-Ending'." A Butcher-like man saw this and nodded slightly. "A dangerous red exterior, a cruel way of Eating... He is a true beast."

Everyone watched as Chen Ling devoured a dining cart in a few bites. Holding a Table Knife in his left hand, he wiped the corners of his mouth with his right. A pair of aggressive eyes swept over the surroundings, and then he walked straight toward the Silver King.

Seeing him approach, the Silver King raised his eyebrows slightly. Seemingly not expecting him to take the initiative to seek him out, a polite smile immediately surfaced on his lips...

He poured himself another glass of red wine. Just as he was about to say something, the Great Crimson Theatrical Robe stopped in its tracks.

Cha—!

A Table Knife plunged into the dining cart in front of the Silver King.

The Table Knife stuck in the surface of the dining cart swayed slightly. The gleaming blade reflected the light, swaying back and forth across the Silver King's stiff face...

Chen Ling didn't even give him a single glance. He tore apart the roasted suckling pig in front of the Silver King with his bare hands, stuffed a whole piece of meat along with the bones into his mouth, and chewed vigorously.

The sharp teeth cut through meat and bone, emitting a teeth-aching sound. It was as if a scarlet beast was baring its fangs right in front of the Silver King...

Crunch—Crunch...

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

The venue was dead silent.