For some reason, at this sight, Lin Huanhuan felt inexplicably flustered.
She faintly sensed a bad feeling—a very bad one.
“Hiss… this scene feels vaguely familiar, yet I’ve already forgotten why.”
Lin Huanhuan swallowed hard, thinking to herself, “Although Yun’er looks all smiles and is calmly asking where I want to sit, she’s clearly a smiling tiger.”
“And more importantly, with You Yuelan and Dong Yuner here, given Yun’er’s jealous personality, if I sit next to You Yuelan, she might not say anything, but she’ll definitely sulk in secret and hide it from me. Then if she blackens again, it’ll be a huge problem.”
“But I can’t sit with Yun’er either. You Yuelan hasn’t said a word, but her expectant eyes are already glued to me. If I sit next to Dong Yuner, you can imagine how disappointed she’ll look—utterly crestfallen.”
“That won’t do. She’s still seriously injured. If her emotions fluctuate too much…”
“Is this what they call a shura field? No matter who I sit with, it’s inappropriate. Such an awkward situation… but I’m a woman now—why am I still experiencing a shura field?!”
Though it seemed like a long time, her thoughts actually raced by in just a second or two in the outside world.
“Forget it. Looks like I have to go with the dumbest, most foolish method.”
Lin Huanhuan sighed inwardly, acting as if she hadn’t noticed their true intentions at all. She nodded lightly. “This dish looks really good. Mm, perfect. I’m hungry anyway.”
Then she casually sat down in the middle, smiling at them.
Seeing this, Dong Yuner’s narrow eyes narrowed slightly.
“As expected of Miss. She saw through my intention to show off. Not only that, but she’s pretending to be such a straight girl by sitting in the middle—is she implying she knows nothing?”
Just as Dong Yuner was thinking this, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the arc forming at the corner of Lin Huanhuan’s mouth. She shuddered sharply, and alarm bells rang in her mind.
“Wait, no. Miss’s thoughts can’t be that simple. There’s definitely deeper meaning behind this!”
Dong Yuner was thinking this when she saw Lin Huanhuan’s lips curl upward.
“Oh, I get it. So that’s it.”
“The subtext is: On the surface, she’s politely declining the advances from me and You Yuelan—as if taking the middle seat itself is a strong choice, rejecting both girls. But in reality—sitting in the middle means I want both!”
“First, Miss pretends to be clueless and sits in the middle. Not only does she keep what’s originally hers, but she also wants You Yuelan, a target she hasn’t fully conquered yet. So domineering and wicked—that’s our Miss indeed.”
“No, I can’t allow Miss to indulge such boundless arrogance. I must stop her. Otherwise, she might keep getting more wicked, even start thinking about building a harem. That would be a real problem.”
“For justice, I must stop this!”
With that thought, Dong Yuner steeled her conviction, and a blazing fire of righteousness burned in her eyes.
Seeing her expression, Lin Huanhuan was startled and realized that her scheme had probably been seen through by Dong Yuner.
“Damn it, Yun’er saw through my plan so quickly? As expected of my personal maidservant—she’s learned all my despicable tricks.”
“If I’m not mistaken, she’s about to launch a fierce offensive against me, trying to make me slip up so she can devour me whole.”
“Is this a challenge? Fine, I accept. I’ll use all my strength to maintain the balance!”
Though neither spoke, the collision of their gazes alone was enough to spark lightning. In an instant, the whole dining table was filled with the smell of gunpowder. An invisible war had quietly begun!
You Yuelan, who was a little disappointed at not receiving Lin Huanhuan’s favor, watched them and scratched her head.
She clearly sensed that something was going on between the two, but she couldn’t figure it out.
“Huanhuan and Dong Yuner… are they about to start a war? Aren’t we having a meal? Why is it suddenly so weird? And I didn’t fall into an illusion, did I?”
Dong Yuner smiled gently, took a bowl, filled it with rice, and handed it to Lin Huanhuan. “Miss, you probably haven’t eaten in a long time, right? Try this. This flavor should be good.”
Lin Huanhuan took the rice casually, but when she saw the bowl filled to the brim, she couldn’t help but gasp.
“Hiss, she’s coming at me with such a big setup right from the start?”
“This is spiritual rice, grown only in spiritual fields. Each grain is rich in spiritual energy and tastes delicious. The only downside is that it’s very filling. Normally, I can eat at most half a bowl. Yun’er knows that, yet she fills it to the brim right away. She’s deliberately trying to mess with me!”
“If I can’t finish it, it’ll be disrespectful to Yun’er. But if I do finish, my stomach will be stuffed, and I won’t be able to eat anything else. What a vicious plan!”
Lin Huanhuan glared angrily at the one causing her trouble.
Seeing this, Dong Yuner raised her eyebrows slightly, feeling quite pleased.
“Hmph, just a little Miss, and she thinks she can escape my grasp? How delusional.”
“It’s already good enough. Don’t try to struggle. Just accept the current situation and admit defeat obediently!”
Catching her thought, Lin Huanhuan lowered her head angrily, hiding the faint smile at the corner of her mouth.
“Hmph, you really think you’ve got me? You’re underestimating me.”
Lin Huanhuan looked up and smiled gratefully. “Thank you, Yun’er. Then I won’t stand on ceremony.”
With that, she began eating directly. In the blink of an eye, she had already downed half a bowl of rice. Then she put the bowl down, a full smile on her face.
What no one knew was that as she ate, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner mark on the inside of her forearm glowed faintly. The spiritual rice that entered her mouth wasn’t swallowed into her stomach; instead, she stored it directly inside the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.
Unlike the Universe Bag, which required hand contact to store items, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner was more powerful—it could store anything close to it. However, for now, it could only store inanimate objects and souls; living things would have to wait until the artifact recovered to a higher level.
Now it was Dong Yuner’s turn to lose her smile. A thin layer of cold sweat broke out on her fair forehead.
“She’s only half full. How can she eat more later?”
“Could Miss have a backup plan? No, I can’t just sit here and let this happen. I have to stop her!”
In an instant, Dong Yuner regained her fighting spirit. She picked up a piece of braised demon beast meat with her chopsticks and placed it in Lin Huanhuan’s bowl.
“Miss, you can’t just eat rice. Try this dish.”