Chapter 614: Isn't This Wine You Poured?

Thanks for the invite, but I'll pass.

Yu Lin took the cup Haila handed him, took a small sip, and nodded, saying:

The taste is good.

Haila smiled slightly: "As long as you're satisfied."

She also raised her cup and drank it all in one go, then continued:

So, what's your purpose for coming here?

You really aren't here for them?

Yu Lin shrugged: "Really not, of course, not now."

Well, now then...

I just wanted to ask if you've had any contact with our side of the Underworld.

Just like Satan.

Although both are in charge of the Dead World.

But Haila's power is greater than Satan's.

In Heaven, Michael can simply say the word and take someone away.

Here, Odin sends people to request that Bader and Mina return; if Haila doesn't agree, they can't go.

Over in the Underworld, it's similar: the Jade Emperor's decree or any deity finding a pretext can retrieve someone.

The Fengdu Emperor and the Yamas merely go through the motions symbolically.

Haila here is the absolute Lord of the Dead World!

Upon hearing Yu Lin's words, she curled her lips and said:

There's none now, and maybe never will be.

I have no rules here; there's no need for the Underworld's 'do this here, do that there.'

Or rather, my rules are the rules; what I say goes.

Do you think I need to consult them on how to manage things?

Hearing that, Yu Lin thought it was indeed true, and nodded: "Alright."

You're impressive.

So, what specialties do you have here?

Let's have a taste.

Haila didn't refuse, clapped her hands, and called out:

Prepare the banquet.

As soon as her words fell, a few attendants stepped forward and replied:

Yes.

They turned and left.

When they returned again,

They carried silver trays, the food giving off warm white vapor that rose in curls under the lights.

Dishes were brought out one after another.

Golden-roasted bird, its skin crisp and crackling with oil, accompanied by a small dish of wildberry sauce, reddish-purple and thick as honey.

Braised pork stewed until tender, served in a stone bowl, the broth rich with a sprinkling of herbs, the aroma filling the air.

A whole grilled fish, its body curved into an arc, scales lifted to reveal the white, tender flesh beneath, its belly stuffed with unknown fungi and wild onions, the flavors blending into an indescribable freshness.

Besides that, there were several nameless dishes: some wrapped in seaweed, some served in shells, some just plain fruit platters, plump and round, glowing enticingly in the light.

Yu Lin didn't stand on ceremony, picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of bird meat, dipped it in the sauce, and put it in his mouth.

The skin was crisp, the meat tender, the sweet-tart wildberry sauce perfectly cutting through the grease, melting on the tongue with distinct layers.

He nodded, then took a piece of the braised pork that melted in his mouth, the rich broth leaving a herbal aftertaste in his throat.

Haila sat opposite, chin resting on one hand, quietly watching him eat.

She didn't touch her chopsticks, watching Yu Lin try every dish, then asked: "How is it?"

Yu Lin swallowed, thought seriously.

Not bad, really delicious.

Haila smiled slightly, raised her cup: "As long as you're satisfied."

Come, cheers.

Yu Lin also raised his cup and clinked it against hers.

The clear sound echoed in the empty great hall.

Both finished their drinks, Yu Lin set down his cup and continued to tackle the food before him.

Haila set down her cup, watched him eat for a while, then suddenly tugged at her collar.

Why do I feel a bit hot?

What did you put in the wine?

Yu Lin: "................"

Isn't this wine you poured yourself?

Hey hey hey, don't frame me.

"Huh?" Haila tilted her head, a faint blush spreading from her cheeks to her ears over her pale face, as if dyed by the sunset,

Yu Lin looked at her.

Haila felt a little uneasy under his gaze and tugged at her collar again.

The dark blue robe had been snug, but she had pulled it somewhat loose, exposing a stretch of pale neck, the collarbone barely visible.

Ignoring the utterly hideous other half, it still has its own charm.

"You really don't want to have a child with me?"

"I have a feeling that as soon as he is born, he will become the God King!"

"Come on, let's give birth to a God King!"

".........." Yu Lin didn't respond.

Haila bit her lip, the red, moist half turning pale.

"Why don't you tell me your conditions," she said, leaning her body slightly forward:

"As long as I can satisfy your……"

"All right, all right, just eat your meal." Yu Lin reached out and pushed her back into her seat.

"Don't do this."

"You're Loki's daughter; am I the kind of person who would have a child with a friend's daughter?"

"I, Yu Lin, am a respectable gentleman; are you trying to ruin my reputation?"

Haila's lips moved, but before she could speak, Yu Lin had already picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Come on, eat."

Her words were blocked in her throat, turning into a muffled "uh".

She chewed, swallowed, and said nothing more.

Yu Lin continued eating as well.

The Great Hall fell silent, except for the sound of chopsticks touching bowls and plates, and the occasional faint clink as Haila lifted her wine cup and drained it.

They had drunk and eaten their fill.

Yu Lin set down his chopsticks, picked up the napkin on the table, wiped his mouth, and rose to his feet.

"Thanks for the hospitality." He nodded at Haila, "Another day I'll invite you to my place for a meal."

Haila remained seated on the throne, not rising.

Her face was no longer flushed; the half that was that of a living person had returned to its natural pallor, while the half that was that of a corpse remained ashen-gray:

"Good."

Yu Lin turned and walked toward the outside of the palace.

"Goodbye."

Going back to observe Heavenly Pillar Top Sky, today's chapter is done.