Fop In Town Chapter 2

"No." When the Fox King heard Max's purpose, he refused flatly without considering the Wolf King's face at all.

"What are you doing? We just want to drink and chat, why are you so serious?" Leo's refusal was expected. Max maintained his smile, looking like a good old man with a serious tone.

"No." Leo lowered his eyes and drank tea.

It was the heavenly tea "Fuluo Bi" that Max brought. The curled leaves slowly unfolded in the boiling water, making the whole cup of tea appear deep green and transparent, like emerald jade.

"No one else, Qingwei, Mingyin, we have known each other since childhood and haven't seen each other for a long time. Now that everyone has inherited the throne, wouldn't it be nice to get together and chat?" Max did not give up and continued to persuade him. In his heart, he blamed Liam for swearing a poisonous oath. If he didn't nod, it would seem that he was not righteous. It was also Leo who was nosy. Why didn't he teach his brother a lesson at home? Why did he run outside? As a result, Max was in trouble on both sides.

"......" Leo didn't even bother to say no. She put the teacup on the table and looked indifferently at Max's face which was almost frozen with a smile, as if she was going to leave without seeing him off.

The wolf king stubbornly sat there pretending not to see anything, his eloquent tongue became even more industrious, like a lotus: "You, don't keep yourself indoors all the time. You are rarely seen on weekdays, and it's a rare opportunity, why are you so disrespectful? Look at you, you have never stepped out of the house, and you have become a grown-up girl. Besides, isn't it also to open the eyes of others and see the style of the fox king? Nowadays, even business matters can only be discussed smoothly over the wine table..."

Leo said nothing, letting him talk endlessly. There were golden lights in her golden eyes, and she said calmly, "See you off."

Two young servants in blue came in immediately, cupped their hands and asked the Wolf King to start.

"You..." Max was speechless, and stood up angrily. A cold light flashed in his dark green eyes, and his tone was no longer friendly: "Leo, it's okay if you don't go. But, among all the tribes, is there any family that your precious brother Logan has not provoked?"

Leo's expression remained unchanged, but his hands were quietly clenched into fists in his sleeves.

"I heard that a snow fox sneaked into the palace of the Lion King of the Lion Clan a few days ago. Not only did it steal food and drink, but it also made trouble and almost tore down the house. Just for this, you should give an explanation to the kings, right? In three days, I, Max, will be waiting for the Fox King to arrive! Goodbye!"

The black figure disappeared at the door. Leo sat there for a long time, his golden eyes flickering, a sign of impending storm: "Go, bring that little ba5tard here!"

Liam was about to go out when the scorching bird with black feathers and red beak flew into Chen'an Palace.

The scorching bird stopped by the window, raised its head and neck, and spoke in human language:

You owe me a great gift, and you must come to claim it the next day.

As soon as the words fell, a ball of blue fire rose up from the spot. The fire was blinding, and only a few black feathers could be vaguely seen fluttering in it. In the blink of an eye, the red railings and windows were gone, leaving no trace.

The gilded fan was opened with a "swish". He was wearing a royal blue robe, pearlescent satin, and silver thread piping, like the waves of the vast ocean, stretching to the sky.

The second prince was in a good mood today: "Let's go to Tianchong Mountain to take a look."

Tianchong Palace on Tianchong Mountain has towering pavilions, upturned corners and flying eaves, and glittering glazed tiles. It is a palace shrouded in clouds and mist in an overseas fairyland.

The owner of Tianchong Mountain is Ethan Ming, a descendant of the ancient gods and a celestial being with a silver-purple dragon seal on his forehead. The second prince Liam calls him uncle.

Unfortunately, Ethan was not at home that day, saying that he had gone to the East China Sea. Liam did not take it seriously, and walked towards the back garden with a familiar manner, fanning himself.

There is a corridor in the back garden that winds its way inward. After passing through the moon-shaped gate and the bamboo bridge, the path paved with soft cobblestones winds through the bamboo forest to a small courtyard.

Without knocking or asking for permission, Liam pushed the door open and entered. There was a round stone platform in the courtyard, surrounded by several small round stone pillars. On the stone pillar sat a man in green clothes, with long black hair that fell to the ground. The man looked up after hearing the sound. His face was a little pale, and his lips were also light pink, lacking some color. It was not a pretty face, but at most delicate. Seeing that it was Liam, the man in green clothes slowly stood up, with a gentle smile on his face: "The second prince is here."

Liam frowned, put away his fan and sat down opposite him: "Wesley Wen, didn't we agree on this? Just call me Liam."

"Okay." Wesley waited for Liam to sit down, and then made tea for him before slowly sitting down: "The master has gone out, so you have come here for nothing."

"Who said I came to see him? I came... because..." Liam looked at Wesley, his dark blue eyes unblinking, with a look of deep affection, "I miss you."

Wesley's eyebrows were lowered and soft: "Thank you."

"Alas..." Liam lowered his head in frustration, "Wesley, can't you just tell me once that you miss me too?"

"I miss you too." Wesley said, still looking friendly and calm.

"You make me even sadder when you say that." Liam came over and pulled his hand, "But I like to hear it."

Liam and Ethan were actually of similar age and grew up together. However, Ethan was arrogant and cold by nature and didn't like to get close to others. So Liam was more intimate with Wesley, Ethan's servant.

It is said that Wesley was originally an abandoned mortal baby, who was picked up by Ethan's father and brought back to Tianchong Palace. He was injected with ancient divine power and became immortal. The price was that he had to accompany Ethan as a servant until he turned to ashes.

Wenshu had a good temper and always smiled gently. Although she was not pretty, she surprisingly made people feel comfortable. Wenshu rarely left Tianchong Palace. Whenever Liam came back, he would tell him about the outside world, the human world, the demon world, and the heavenly world. After a while of rambling, he would smile happily and his face would become a little rosy.

Today, they talked about the people and things they had met recently. When they mentioned Leo, the cold golden eyes and the cold person, they laughed for a while on the stone table: "Wesley, tell me, how can there be such a fox?"

Wesley looked at him and smiled, with a helpless tone: "There are so many different kinds of people, how can you provoke them just because of this?"

"Don't you find it interesting? Since you are a fox, you should have the seductive look of a fox. Who are you showing off to with a stern face? You are wasting such a beautiful face. Tsk..." When he said this, his dark blue eyes were bright and dazzling, and he was full of pride.

Wesley said nothing and shook his head gently.

Leo finally went to the Wolf King's banquet.

She chose a low table in the corner. As soon as she sat down, a maid knelt beside her and poured wine and served her food. Her soft and boneless body seemed to come closer, and the thin gauze dress could not cover anything at all. She deliberately bent down so that a pair of snow-white breasts could be seen clearly in front of him. She was about to fall into his arms, but Leo avoided it without leaving a trace. She frowned slightly and looked at the royal blue figure not far away.

He had been looking at him since he stepped into the hall. He didn't want to pay attention to him, but his eyes kept wandering back and forth on him. The well-hidden ambiguous gaze was like an invisible hand, touching him all over and still not satisfied. Leo had glanced at him a few times, but he smiled and bowed to him, looking even more presumptuous.

Leo was angry, his golden eyes became brighter and his gaze became colder.

The sound of stringed instruments lingers, and the long pointed fingertips pluck the strings in a lingering and sad way, as if they want to speak but cannot. The snake dancers sway their willow waists to the tune, and the golden bells on their ankles ring. Intoxicating music, intoxicating dance postures, intoxicating people.

Liam raised his wine glass and saluted to that corner through the snake girl's twisting waist. Sure enough, the pair of golden pupils became more dazzling, and he could even feel the bone-chilling coldness coming from that direction. He drank the wine, and pulled the maid over to flirt with her. Her lips and tongue moved around her neck, and her eyes were still fixed on him. But the woman turned her head away, leaving him with a straight silhouette.

The night-shining pearl embedded in the wall shone brightly, and when it shone over, it drew a beautiful curve along his neck, all the way into his collar. He wished he could tear off the white clothes, and his dark blue eyes darkened.

Men's banquets always involve women. Mia from the Mason family, Cai Ling from the tiger clan, and Hong Ni from the fox clan are all very beautiful. The girl in the Shen Xiang Pavilion at the foot of the mountain is so wild in bed, twisting her waist more fiercely than a snake. And Hua Niang from the Chun Feng Tower is so good at s3x, she will definitely make you feel like you are in heaven...

Mason suddenly said: "Why doesn't the Second Prince speak?"

Quinn said: "The Second Prince has a very good eye, and those who catch his eye must be extremely beautiful."

Max cursed these two good-for-nothings in his heart. Everything was ruined by them. He winked at Liam, asking him to restrain himself.

Liam smiled, lowered his head to look at the landscape on the fan, but glanced at Leo: "I've fallen in love with someone recently."

He raised his eyes again and looked over there carelessly.

There was frost and snow on Leo's face, and it was so cold that people dared not approach her.

Everyone finally understood what was going on, and no one dared to say anything. They just glanced back and forth between the two of them.

"Cough..." Max coughed lightly to calm down, "What's going on? Why did everything stop? Come on, play the music!"

Everyone was hastily toasting and drinking, and before they could even swallow the wine, the Second Prince spoke again: "What's the use of ordinary women? The Fox King is truly stunning."

The swaying of the gilded fan dazzled everyone's eyes, and a mouthful of wine got stuck in their throats, not knowing whether to swallow it or not. The huge hall was completely silent.

"Hmph!" The fine mahogany coffee table collapsed and turned into powder on the ground.

Before anyone could react, a white light flashed, and a long sword was already pointed at Liam's throat.

"Ah──" There was a sound of gasps all around, but no one dared to step forward.

Liam met his golden eyes and looked straight into them. He could see a gentle smile in his eyes. He stretched out two fingers to hold the cold sword: "How about one more inch?"

The Fox King pursed his lips, lowered his wrist slightly, and the hand holding the sword was about to move forward.

"Leo! He is the second prince of heaven!" Max could no longer sit still and flew over to stop him.

The golden pupil flashed, adding some dark colors, and the face that was as still as a mountain could not tell whether he was sad or happy. He slowly drew back the sword, and the red spots on the sword were particularly bright. There was another white light, and the person who had just drawn the sword had turned into a white dot in the distance.

"Hehe..." Liam laughed softly. He raised his finger to his mouth. There was a cut on his white finger caused by a sword. Bright red blood came out and dripped onto his royal blue shirt, forming a dark spot.