Zhu Chenfei wore the brightest smile he could muster—but inside, he was already cursing his ancestors.
He and several ministers half-supported, half-dragged the half-conscious Dai Tianfeng into Feng Ran Pavilion.
But the instant Dai Tianfeng stepped through the doorway—
Boom—!
A suffocating pressure crashed over him.
His muddled mind snapped awake as if doused in ice water.
He forced open his swollen eyelids.
And then—
His scalp tingled.
His breath froze.
His soul almost escaped his body.
Those "idle people" he had dismissed earlier—
Now stood in two neat rows on either side of the hall.
Eighteen figures.
Eighteen titled Douluo.
Eighteen living mountains.
Chrysanthemum Douluo.
Ghost Douluo.
Sword Douluo.
Bone Douluo.
Devil Subduing Douluo.
Thousand Jun Douluo.
And more…
A lineup that could make the continent tremble—
now watching him like spectators at a street performance.
Some amused.
Some pitying.
Some simply entertained.
Under eighteen piercing gazes, Dai Tianfeng's legs turned to jelly.
His imperial dignity, painstakingly reassembled after Qian Daoliu's "head massage," instantly crumbled into dust.
Only now did he truly grasp how "gentle" Qian Daoliu's slap on the shoulder earlier had been.
For his arrogant "Why aren't you rolling out for Us?"—
Any one of these eighteen could kill him five times over.
Cold sweat poured down his back.
He was practically dragged across the "titled Douluo corridor of shame" and brought to the deepest part of the restaurant.
And then—
He saw him.
A young man sitting in the main seat.
The center of the world.
And beside him—
Zhu Zhuyun.
Zhu Zhuqing.
One: his Empire's Crown Prince Consort.
The other: the former fiancée of Dai Mubai.
These two women—who should've been rivals locked in a cold war within the palace—
One was massaging the man's shoulders tenderly.
The other was kneeling and massaging his legs with utmost devotion.
No reluctance.
No humiliation.
Only heartfelt satisfaction, almost… bliss.
Dai Tianfeng needed no more signs.
This was him.
The Divinity.
The being above nations.
He broke free from Zhu Chenfei's grip—
"THUD—!"
He knelt heavily, forehead pressed to the cold tiles.
No dignity.
No emperor.
Just a trembling mortal.
"I—I, Dai Tianfeng, Emperor of the Star Luo Empire—have come to Lord Deity… to atone for my rebellious son Dai Mubai's offense against Divinity!!"
Every gaze turned toward Lin Feng, waiting for his response.
But at that dramatic moment—
A lazy mechanical voice rang in Lin Feng's mind.
Ding!
Detected high loyalty behavior from customer 'Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan.'
Granting special reward: Strengthening Pool Lottery.
Activate now?
Lin Feng's eyelid didn't even twitch.
But internally—
"…System, you did that on purpose."
"When I praised Yue Guan earlier, you said nothing.
Now Dai Tianfeng is kneeling, and everyone's waiting for my decree—
And you pop up with a lottery?"
"Also, since when are you this generous? Did the sun rise from the west?"
Lin Feng expected denial.
Instead—
The system replied seriously, righteously, shamelessly.
"Host, you misunderstand."
"A mortal emperor is nothing more than a bug.
Letting him kneel is his privilege."
"And as for this reward—
There's nothing strange."
"The wool comes from the sheep."
"When Yue Guan was placed on the observation list, his lottery quality and probability were heavily reduced.
This system already deducted far more than the value of one Strengthening Pool Lottery."
"Returning a tiny portion now is not generosity—
but maintaining the loyalty of premium assets."
"For more efficient exploitation."
Lin Feng fell silent.
With every sentence the system spoke, his internal anger deflated.
Damn.
It really made sense.
Capitalist logic perfected.
"…Fine."
Lin Feng sighed.
"You win. Draw it."
Ding!
Strengthening Pool Lottery activated…
Generating prize pool…
Congratulations!
Reward for Customer "Yue Guan": Enlightenment Tea Tree Seedling
(Incomplete, weakened).
Lin Feng's expression remained unchanged.
But internally—
Hurricane Category 12.
Enlightenment tea tree?!
"System! Get out here! I swear I won't kill you!"
"You just gave a divine enlightenment treasure—
to someone ELSE?!"
"A treasure that helps enlightenment!
Comparable to materialized laws!"
"Even if it's a defective seedling, it's still priceless!"
"And you give it to a leek?!"
Lin Feng felt his heart bleeding.
More than the pain of losing fifty thousand points.
The system sniffed disdainfully.
"Host, calm down. You look like a gambler who lost his house."
But before Lin Feng could explode—
Ding-dong—!
A special effect burst like divine fireworks.
Congratulations, Host!
You triggered a one-in-ten-million 'Divine Grace Critical Hit'!
Reward doubled! Quality upgraded!
Congratulations!
Mythical Reward: Enlightenment Tea Tree (Complete) ×1
Auto-stored in system space.
Lin Feng froze.
The curse he was about to shout died in his throat.
A moment ago, his heart was bleeding.
Now—
Warm.
Healing.
Peaceful.
His face remained calm, but his soul was doing backflips.
He cleared his throat internally and spoke like an unbothered senior.
"Ahem~
Next time, say everything at once.
Look at how unsightly this confusion was."
"Heh. Useless system."
He ignored the system's silent mockery.
Today was profit.
Pure profit.
A jackpot.
He looked toward Chrysanthemum Douluo again, and his eyes softened.
Mm.
This leek was truly pleasing to look at.
A lucky leek.
A prosperous leek.
The bringer of divine critical hits.
Then—
In the suffocating silence of the restaurant—
With Dai Tianfeng trembling, waiting, nearly fainting from fear—
Lin Feng finally moved.
He slowly lifted his eyelids.
His gaze swept past the kneeling Emperor—
And landed on Chrysanthemum Douluo, whose eyes were still red with excitement.
Lin Feng spoke lightly.
"Yue Guan."
"Come here."**
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