Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
âLiao Ning again? Why does she always haunt me?â Loya couldnât bear to read the online comments any longer and decided to turn off the Al.
Just then, a servant entered the room and bowed respectfully before delivering a message. âYour Highness, His Majesty the King requests your presence in the meeting room immediately.â
Loya took a deep breath upon hearing this. She Imew that the king was going to interrogate her. If Liao Ning continued to live-stream like this, it could jeopardize her position as a princess.
She made her way down the long corridor and entered the opulent conference room. The room was adorned with gold accents, and even the table was encrusted with vibrant gems.
The royal familyâs wealth and extravagance were on full display, and every item exuded extreme luxury. Even someone as vain as Loya found it hard to fully embrace.
As the king turned around upon hearing her arrival, his voice carried an air of anger, and his fatherly expression was nowhere to be found. He regarded Loya as if she were a servant.
Loya took a deep breath and nodded silently. âYes, she claims to be a consultant for the rebel army.â
In this moment, she had to prove her loyalty and worth. Otherwise, the king would cast her into the abyss right in front of her.
âA rebel army consultant? I see it as kidnapping!â The king paced back and forth in front of the massive table, hands clasped behind his back. âBut the people are blind. Many have already joined the rebel army. All because of clam noodles? What a farce!â
Loya quickly agreed, desperately attempting to align herself with the king. âYour Majesty, you are absolutely right. The people are naive and cannot comprehend the true intentions behind it all.â
âBut Liao Nings ancient delicacies are undeniably superior to yours, arenât they?â
Upon hearing the kingâs words, Loya clenched her fists tightly as memories of being overshadowed by Zhu Fei resurfaced in her mind. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
The king continued to probe her vulnerability. âYou couldnât match her in the culinary competition, and now youâre unable to compete with her in terms of live-stream popularity. Each of her ancient delicacies is unique and more affordable. Why canât you do the same? Have I expended so much effort and resources on a worthless individual like you?â
Loya clenched her fists, trying her best to hold back her tears.
In truth, the royal gourmet manor she managed had already achieved some success and enjoyed the support of many nobles. Every time the manor opened its doors, a large number of people would purchase tickets to savor the various ancient delicacies she promoted. Loya believed that she had already accomplished a great deal.
However, she never anticipated that Liao Ningâs appearance would completely shatter her dreams of being a princess.
As she remained silent, the kingâs displeasure grew evident in his voice. â
âThatâs not true! She was the one who plagiarized me!â Loyaâs emotions suddenly erupted. âIn the past, she was nothing more than an unknown live-streamer. If she hadnât stolen my ideas, how could she have amassed such a large fan base? She repaid my kindness with ingratitude. Everything is because of her!â
The sharpness in her voice further agitated the king. He raised his voice and commanded, âThen bring the people back! I donât want to see anyone else joining the rebel army.â
âYes,â Loya gritted her teeth and reluctantly agreed before leaving the meeting room.
Just as she was about to return to her chambers, a man with bandages wrapped around his head intercepted her.
âYour Highness, why are you so angry? Did someone provoke you?â the man asked.
Loya looked up, but she couldnât recognize the person before her due to the bandages concealing his identity.
âAhem, itâs me, Ke Lang,â the man spoke, appearing somewhat uncomfortable.
Ever since he was beaten up by a young insect warrior, Ke Lang had yet to fully recover. Even the elven potion could only alleviate the swelling of his wounds.
âHello, Ke Lang,â Loya responded, feeling vexed and wanting to distance herself from this playboy.
After exchanging greetings, Loya attempted to make her way past Ke Lang, but he blocked her path.
Wearing a forced smile, he said, âYou must be bothered by that consultant from the rebel army, right? I watched her live-stream as well. Her ancient delicacies are truly delicious.â
âIf youâre so fond of them, why donât you join the rebel army and see if sheâll whip up some ancient delicacies for you?â
Loya, already in a foul mood, grew even angrier upon hearing someone praise Liao Ning.
âNo, you misunderstand. I simply want to assist you, my beautiful princess,â Ke Lang added with a disingenuous smile..