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"Welcoming guests with only an empty wine glass, that surely goes against the hospitality of Huaguo, doesn't it?"
The graceful man slowly walked from the balcony railing towards Jufeng, moving in the direction of Claudia, who was still curled up with her knees hugged tightly. His voice was gentle.
Claudia was already in a state of shock, completely at a loss. As she saw this strange man approaching her step by step, she instinctively wanted to move but found that her body was entirely out of her control. This realization sent Claudia, usually composed, into a panic; sweat broke out on her forehead and palms, and tears glimmered in her eyes.
Once, in the Senior Management Hotel of Troop City, Zhu Yao had experienced the same situation as Claudia was now facing. Although the man before her seemed more harmless than he did five years ago, Zhu Yao, having endured the trials of hellfire, was evidently much calmer than Canary, who had been lost in a bizarre world.
Just as Claudia was about to sink into despair, a hand suddenly reached over from the side, and an outer garment was draped over her smooth fair skin legs.
The night breeze no longer assaulted the beauty's body, as if providing a safe assurance for her heart.
Jufeng leaned close to Claudia's ear and said softly, "You mustn't let outsiders take advantage of your exposed beauty."
His words were still frivolous, reminiscent of a rogue who frequented brothels; however, in this context, they felt surprisingly warm.
Fear, anxiety, and unease—all negative emotions dissipated like smoke, gently blown away by the night wind.
The delicate man who had descended from the night was left aside by Jufeng. He remained gentlemanly without resentment and instead lightly applauded with hands that would make any woman envious.
The soft applause echoed on the balcony, just like the man's gentle words.
He walked away from the railing towards the center of the gathering, avoiding the affectionate couple. He placed his wine glass gently on the round table and then smiled softly as he said, "It seems that Feng Shao is not as cold-blooded and heartless as rumored. In that case, tonight's conversation can be a bit more relaxed. Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself—Holy Judgment Council Vice Captain, Utada Hikaru."
Upon hearing Utada Hikaru's self-introduction, Jufeng slowly raised his head, hands in his pockets as he stood tall. Claudia looked up at the man who had draped his coat over her and felt a sense of relief wash over her.
Seeing Jufeng looking at him but not responding for two consecutive statements, Utada Hikaru patiently continued, "Aren't you going to order something? Or perhaps invite me to sit?"
Since returning to Earth, Jufeng had always worn a smile on his face; however, tonight was different. He rarely revealed a hint of defiance in his demeanor; even his words carried an edge.
"In Huaguo, those who come uninvited are generally not friends. Since you are not a friend, why should there be any hospitality? Moreover, the chair I sit on is mine; I do not wish for others to meddle."
Seeing Utada Hikaru's slightly stunned expression at his words, Jufeng finally wore a teasing smile and continued, "I wonder if Vice Captain will retract his second statement after hearing me say this."
Utada Hikaru had an Asian appearance; his looks were as gentle and fragile as his voice, easily evoking pity in others. However, anyone with even a slight understanding of the Holy Judgment Council would not be deceived by his appearance.
The Holy Judgment Council consists of one Commander, three Vice Captains, ten Stewards, and a hundred Members. Each individual is selected through rigorous trials, and even an ordinary Member is a top-tier expert, each with countless bloodstains on their hands. Naturally, those in higher positions are even more bloodthirsty and ruthless.
Utada Hikaru seemed unprepared for Jufeng's blunt remarks. Before she could even voice any substantial questions, she was already hitting walls. It was well-known that the reputation of the Holy Judgment Council was formidable; she had never experienced such treatment before.
Her delicate features gradually regained a smile, and Utada Hikaru began to weave hidden threats into her words.
"Feng Shao, you may not fully understand us yet, but that's alright. I am very patient and willing to take my time with you. Over countless years, many have started off like you, but after gaining deeper insights, they changed their initial perceptions. I believe you will too."
Jufeng suddenly laughed aloud and said, "Deeper insights? How deep can it be? A mere clown who only knows how to play with Illusion ninjutsu doesn't require a second glance to see through."
Utada Hikaru, being from Yingguo and skilled in Illusion and ninjutsu, felt exposed by Jufeng's blatant revelation. Even someone as composed as Nurturing could not remain indifferent.
Her expression darkened instantly, her tone low and ominous as if a storm were brewing. "Feng Shao, are you planning to end our conversation here? But don't say I didn't warn you—once we take action, it will be difficult to mend our relationship later."
Hearing Utada Hikaru's particularly narcissistic words, Jufeng was about to laugh uncontrollably and mock her further when an unexpected voice interrupted him.
"Thinking you're so great and acting like a savior—you're just a bunch of hypocrites. Do you really think you're famous for your self-adoration?"
In the courtyard of Canglang One Floating Life, a pale figure and a tall silhouette suddenly appeared. Utada Hikaru looked down and felt a chill run through her.
Realization dawned on her as she darkly remarked, "So this is why Feng Shao would directly refuse us—it's because of you, demoness. Last time you escaped was merely luck; I didn't expect you to come looking for trouble again. Feng Shao," she turned her gaze back to Jufeng, "are you sure you've thought this through about standing with her? Be careful; one misstep could lead to eternal regret!"
Jufeng shrugged lazily and replied, "If you can find me a woman more beautiful than her for me to enjoy for a night, I might consider sparing your life."
Utada Hikaru's face flushed with anger while Vera frowned and glanced up at Jufeng.
"Very well. If that's the case, we will have no choice but to exercise our judgment rights and eliminate you, this demon of the world."
With that, Utada Hikaru's fragile form vanished from the balcony in an instant—disappearing without leaving a trace.
Claudia watched in shock as her previously calm heart was stirred into chaos once more. She could hardly fathom that in this age of rapid technological advancement, she would witness such an illogical scene.
Before she could ponder further, an unseen force suddenly shifted her chair backward by half a meter while her posture remained unchanged as she hugged her knees.
Just after she left, a figure suddenly appeared in the spot where the chair had been, and it was none other than the mysteriously vanished Utada Hikaru. However, his appearance seemed ill-timed, as a leg whip was sweeping toward that very spot.
Utada Hikaru raised his arms to shield himself, successfully blocking the attack of the leg whip. Yet, his body involuntarily flew backward, lightly tapping against the railing before soaring into the air.
Claudia's mouth fell open in shock, momentarily forgetting to scream as she watched Utada Hikaru's form vanish once more in mid-air, transforming into a Butterfly that danced gracefully.
Claudia rubbed her eyes vigorously, unable to believe what she had just witnessed. Suddenly, it dawned on her that the mysterious force that had appeared earlier was there to save her.
In a flash, Claudia recalled something and turned her head abruptly, but there was no sign of Jufeng on the balcony. She quickly stood up and looked down, spotting a figure moving gracefully toward the Butterfly.
At that moment, a deer seemed to crash into her heart, causing it to thump wildly with excitement.
(To be continued)
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