Wang Yuqing was completely stunned, staring at Li Yi in disbelief. She never expected that the man riding backward on a donkey along the street could possess such striking beauty.
“Miss over there, perhaps I’ve offended you earlier. Please accept my apology,” Li Yi said, bowing slightly with his hands clasped.
Which woman could resist such a graceful, courteous man?
Wang Yuqing’s heart raced, her eyes practically glued to him. Seeing Li Yi take the initiative to speak, the young lady who had been on horseback quickly dismounted. “Young master, it was my recklessness. Are you unharmed?”
“I’m fine. Miss Ruoxi, shall we go together?” Li Yi smiled calmly, tilting his head to glance at Ling Ruoxi.
Having already read the resentment in Wang Yuqing’s eyes, Ling Ruoxi found herself being used as a pawn by a stranger for the first time. She gave the persistent man a sidelong glance, spat lightly, and said, “Fine, let’s go.”
“Young master, you must have been startled just now. Allow me to treat you; let’s go to Fengdexuan in the capital. Consider it an apology from me.” Wang Yuqing twitched at the corners of her mouth, hastily grabbing Li Yi’s wrist—she wasn’t about to let such a good man slip away.
Raising an eyebrow, Li Yi patted his belly and laughed. “No, no. Those three brothers over there just treated me to a bowl of noodles. It was quite tasty. I can’t eat more right now, but when I feel hungry again, I’ll come find you.”
“What?” Wang Yuqing nearly fainted, glaring toward the street. Indeed, there were three beggars sitting there, with a dirty bowl still holding some noodles. The man before her had eaten the beggars’ food?
Even a normal person would question this. A handsome young master, and yet he went to eat with beggars?
Ling Ruoxi, however, shrugged indifferently. That very behavior highlighted how different this man was.
His unconventional style amazed her. How many wealthy young masters would eat with beggars or ride a donkey backward for fun?
“I said, the three brothers already treated me to food, so I’m full. If you’re hungry, they might have some extra noodles—you can try them. Oh, but you’re a noble lady, so you probably wouldn’t eat that.” Smiling faintly, he led his little donkey forward.
Indeed, a noble lady would never eat such things!
“Someone get this man!” Wang Yuqing shouted angrily. Whether Li Yi was pretending to be mad or truly mad, she intended to claim him for herself.
“Escort this young master to the Wang residence! Let’s see where he tries to go!” She turned sharply to the men handling the donkey.
The guards quickly moved, pressing on Li Yi’s shoulders. One spoke coldly, “Don’t be ungrateful. Miss orders you to return!”
“Uh… if your lady orders me back, must I comply? What am I then?” Li Yi shrugged helplessly and handed the rope to Ling Ruoxi. “Here, hold the little donkey. I don’t want to hurt it.”
“Hey, hey…” Ling Ruoxi stepped back, watching the donkey’s tongue nearly reach her nose.
Li Yi half-closed his eyes and smiled faintly. “Miss, we’ve only just met. Must we act like enemies? If you insist on treating me like this, I won’t be polite!”
“Hmph. Honestly, I fancy you. Come back with me—wealth and glory will be yours.” Wang Yuqing raised an eyebrow. Here, when she spoke, no one dared argue.
Li Yi shook his head helplessly. He fumbled in his pocket, then produced a small token, tossing it to the ground. “Can this compare to your wealth and glory?”
Ling Ruoxi leaned forward, seeing the token bore a small “W” character. She didn’t know its origin. The nearby guards’ expressions changed, staring at the token on the ground without a word.
After searching a bit, Li Yi tossed out another token. Within the time it takes to drink tea, over ten tokens were piled on the ground. Holding a token engraved with “Duan Yun,” Li Yi said helplessly, “These are gifts from your Fire King inviting me to your country. I cannot give them to you. Choose—among these tokens, pick whichever you like, and I’ll give it to you.”
What the…!
Even Ling Ruoxi’s eyes widened. Those tokens represented status in other countries! Li Yi producing over ten of them meant he had connections with more than ten nations!
In Dragon Continent, it wasn’t like Earth—leaders didn’t hesitate to wage wars considering the people. Here, wars were frequent, and killing was as easy as slicing tofu. Even Duan Yun didn’t have connections with so many countries.
“No mistake, no mistake!” The guards’ faces turned pale. One asked instinctively, “Young master, are you from the Eastern Capital?”
Eastern Capital? Ling Ruoxi nodded. She had just heard Li Yi say he came from there. Could someone there really be so significant?
Wang Yuqing’s expression darkened, realizing something. She muttered in disbelief, “Eccentric in deeds, unpredictable in personality, appearing in red daily despite being a king… could you be the Eastern Capital King?”
“Haha, Eastern Capital King—that’s just a nickname they gave me. I’m not that fearsome. Miss Ruoxi, let’s go.” Li Yi patted the donkey and swung back onto it, reclining, hands behind his head. His eyes twitched upward. “I think we’ll meet again soon.”
“What do you mean?” Eastern Capital King? Ling Ruoxi frowned, wanting to ask more, but the man in front of her disappeared like a madman.
Wang Yuqing nearly fainted, her face pale. She gasped, “He’s the Eastern Capital King… and I was so rude to him…”
“Eastern Capital King? Who’s that?” Ling Ruoxi realized she’d never heard of him. Even Eastern Capital was unfamiliar to her.
The trembling guards on the ground whispered, “The Eastern Capital King—the only force on Dragon Continent that can rival Evil King Island. If he were a bloodthirsty king, this continent would already be his…”
Slap!
Just as Ling Ruoxi was lost in thought, a warm hand landed on her shoulder. She almost jumped.
Turning, she saw Luo Mingyu’s exasperated face. “What is it? Ate too much?”
“Too much? But… why are these people kneeling?” She raised an eyebrow at the kneeling men.
His perfect features shone, blinding Wang Yuqing. She couldn’t believe Ling Ruoxi was surrounded by such handsome men—first the Eastern Capital King, now this one.
Her cold gaze sharpened, and she shouted, “You! Follow me to my residence. You look good; why not be my husband?”
“Ahem!” Ling Ruoxi wondered if Wang Yuqing, seeing a man, just had to claim him as a husband. Earlier, she wanted Li Yi; now she aimed at Luo Mingyu?
The arrogant man simply smiled coldly. “Why should I follow you?”
“Because I have endless wealth, and also—”
“Mingyu, what are you doing?” A gentle, refined voice called. A man in blue hurried over, and behind him, He Yunxu blushed, unsure where the two had been.
“Nothing. Some woman fancied him and wanted to marry him as a son-in-law. Right, Luo Mingyu?” Ling Ruoxi tugged at his cheek.
Wang Yuqing completely broke down. Today, she saw three stunning men in a row. Each had a unique charm: the Eastern Capital King in red, unpredictable; the man with a saintly smile; and now the gentle, refined man. It felt like a dream.
“A son-in-law?” The man in blue frowned. Who else in this continent would dare make Evil King a son-in-law?
He glanced at Wang Yuqing but ignored her. “Ruoxi, Yunxu and I just ran into Fang Xu. He booked Fengdexuan and invited us to dine. The prince and the Fire King will join us. We should go now…”
Fengdexuan required high status to enter. Even wealth didn’t guarantee a seat. A meal cost at least ten thousand silver, and booking the place could cost over a million. The people here wouldn’t spend that recklessly.
Ling Ruoxi had been the center of attention, the rising star of the capital. But meeting these men made her realize she was nothing.
A surge of anger rose to Wang Yuqing’s forehead. “Shut up! Don’t talk nonsense! Fengdexuan isn’t for you! Don’t think that knowing the Eastern Capital King lets you act arrogantly!”
“Eastern Capital King? That guy’s here?” Luo Mingyu focused on those three words. After all, a man capable of rivaling him could hardly be weak.
Ling Ruoxi sighed. “Unexpected… his style is unlike anyone else. Eating beggars’ food, riding a donkey backward, tossing tokens from other countries—he’s just… chaotic.”
“That’s his style, a reckless guy.” Luo Mingyu ran his fingers through his hair. “I hear Fengdexuan has the best cuisine in Duan Yun, with perfect taste, color, and aroma. Even the rich and powerful might not eat there. I don’t know how Fang Xu got it, but he booked the place.”
“The best food!” Ling Ruoxi’s eyes sparkled. “Let’s go now. It’s been a while since I saw Fang Xu, and I miss him a little. And Senior Brother, he and…”
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