Princess Against the World

Xiaozhao took the number plate with both hands and did not show any signs of neglect because he was a guest at the colorful table.

"Although there are seats for ten guests at the colorful table, we have only arranged five people...so your seats are very spacious..."

"Five? Why? Aren't everyone else ten?" Hao Shan said bluntly.

Xiao Zhao just smiled but didn't answer, leading the three of them to sit down at the last table.

"Sect Master Ling, you are here early. Please sit down and take a rest. There is tea and snacks on the table. Please take advantage of it..."

With a smile on her face, she bowed and left, walked towards the guests who came in again, and led them to other tables.

Ling Luoyu sat down and glanced at Hao Shan with a slightly raised lip: "Do you know now why there are only five people sitting at our table?"

"Know……"

Hao Shan looked around angrily.

"Because we are the last table...that is, the kind who make up the extra money!!"

Sitting in such a position is equivalent to nothingness, the kind of dispensability.

To put it simply, it is arranged according to the seats, but if you take it more deeply, it means a bit of humiliation! !

Only the most inconspicuous guests would sit in such a position.

A trivial position, an identity not worth mentioning.

Bian Liangcheng was not as unhappy as him, and he leaned closer to Ling Luoyu with a smile.

"Sect Master, please forgive me... As you are, you would not sit in such a position! I guess... everything was the high priest's idea, right?!"

Ling Luoyu lowered his smile and said, "Why do you say that?"

"Because I think according to the general development of things, you and the high priest have a close relationship. No matter what, you have to sit at the top and have unlimited glory!! But now..."

"Mr. Bian, we are here for a banquet. As long as we can eat enough, why do we need endless scenery? Right?"

She stared at the front row of banquet seats with a smile.

"The food is the same when you sit there and eat here. If that's the case, then why do you need to join in the fun and crowd together?"

"That being said, it definitely doesn't mean anything, right!?"

Bian Liangcheng's expression was a bit gossipy, blocking Ling Luoyu's sight.

"Sect Master, is it inconvenient for you to say, or... you have said that we also know how to sing the next play, right?"

Ling Luoyu smiled and tilted his head: "Drink tea... We are here to eat and watch a show. What show do you want to sing?"

Amid the teasing, Xiao Zhao led more than a dozen people towards Ling Luoyu.

"Since these few are also guests of the Colorful Table, let me introduce you to them... This is Sect Master Ling of Yaoshan Sect, and this is Master Mengshan of Sangshan Villa..."

"Sangshan Villa? Meng Changsheng!!"

Bian Liangcheng regained his composure and whispered in Ling Luoyu's ear.

"This kid is lustful, Sect Master, be careful!"

Meng Changsheng was about forty years old, with fair skin and fairly handsome facial features. He was dressed in a gray robe with hidden gold thread embroidery. As he moved around, golden light shone.

"Sect Master Ling? I have admired you for a long time!!"

Meng Changsheng's face was filled with a smile, and he couldn't wait to step forward, cupping his fists and bowing to Ling Luoyu.

"It is my blessing, Meng Changsheng, to sit at the same table with Sect Master Ling..."

In the past few days since he came to Haiyu, he had long heard that the leader of the Yaoshan Sect was unparalleled in beauty, but he had never had the opportunity to meet her.

When I saw her today, she was absolutely stunning, and my heart suddenly blossomed with joy.

"I am Meng Changsheng, the owner of Sangshan Villa..."