My Sexy CEO Wife

Chapter 583 - 580: Speaking Is an Art

The atmosphere at the scene was somewhat oppressive.

The old man with the white beard was relentless, proposing three strict conditions.

Gao Fei refused without hesitation, thinking him apologize? No way! Wanting him to offer compensation? Impossible! Expecting him not to seek revenge later? How could that be? Gao Fei did not consider himself a broad-minded person; no matter who it was, as long as they dared to provoke him, Gao Fei would remember it and bide his time for revenge.

Emperor Dugu Jingtian said expressionlessly, "Gao Fei had a reason for hitting someone. It was because your nephews were speaking ill of me behind my back. Gao Fei, in a moment of anger, acted on impulse."

"That's just Gao Fei's side of the story, not trustworthy at all!" the white-bearded elder shouted.

"If Gao Fei's words cannot be trusted, then can the words of your nephews be trusted?"

"They are all good kids, I firmly believe they wouldn't lie."

"Empty words without evidence, all mere nonsense."

"I..."

"You can't prove that Gao Fei is lying, so you have no right to demand an apology from him, much less compensation, and whether Gao Fei will seek revenge in the future… is beyond my control," Emperor Dugu Jingtian said indifferently. "Let's put this matter to rest and not mention it again." With that, Dugu Jingtian waved to all the guests, "Sorry to have kept you waiting, the banquet is about to begin."

Elegant music began to play, and a line of young women dressed in palace attire entered with plates…

In the blink of an eye, the table was filled with all kinds of fine wines and delicious dishes, indeed a feast for the eyes, smelling one whiff made one's mouth water, and the taste was even more unforgettable.

The court chefs were indeed remarkable, their skills exceptional, and the food they prepared was too delicious.

"Please don't be shy," Emperor Dugu Jingtian, seated in a higher position, said with a smile, "Eat and drink as much as you like, speak freely, and make sure to enjoy yourselves to the fullest." At this point, Dugu Jingtian picked up a wine glass with two fingers, "Here, I toast to everyone, thank you for attending my youngest son's hundred-day celebration."

"To His Majesty the Emperor."

Many guests hurriedly picked up their glasses, tilted their heads back, and emptied them in one gulp.

Under Dugu Jingtian's lead, the atmosphere gradually turned lively. Everyone consciously forgot the incident that had just occurred, merely enjoying the food, drink, and conversation, saying what should be said, but absolutely refraining from what should not, as everyone was savvy enough to know that trouble comes from careless talk.

No matter what they thought inside, on the surface everyone had to appear cheerful and happy. If it was possible not to offend Dugu Jingtian, then they'd best not do so.

...

The white-bearded elder sat in his chair, huffing and puffing, his brows furrowed and face pallid. He drank jug after jug of wine, feeling utterly humiliated today. He was a family elder, respected wherever he went, but today he had been humbled by Wan Fuchang! In the eyes of others, Wan Fuchang was a significant official, but to the white-bearded elder, Wan Fuchang was nothing but a loathsome bug, easily squashed with a casual swipe of the hand.

If it hadn't been for Dugu Jingtian's intervention today, the white-bearded elder would have certainly taught Gao Fei a lesson.

The few scions from noble families he had beaten sat far away, heads drooped, looking utterly dejected. Today, they had lost face in the most disgraceful manner, and if word got out, who knows how many would mock them?

"Bang!"

The white-bearded elder set down his wine cup and thought viciously to himself, Let you be complacent for now! As soon as the banquet's over, I'll find an opportunity to kill you!

...

Gao Fei behaved naturally, drinking when he should drink, and eating when he should eat, without any hint of something being amiss on his face.

Those who knew Gao Fei would know that he would never just let things slide; since he had made an enemy, he was determined to resolve the issue! To eliminate the enemy was to remove future troubles once and for all!

Dealing with those nobility's scions was easy enough... He could get rid of them whenever the opportunity presented itself. But that old man with the white beard... He was a tough nut to crack... An elder from a noble family with Tribulation Crossing Stage Cultivation, not an easy opponent indeed! After much thought, Gao Fei had an idea in mind; let the Great Demon, Immortal Master Huang, take action. With Immortal Master Huang's strength, he should be able to take down White Beard.

Huh?

A sudden chill came from behind Gao Fei, a mysterious sensation indescribable in words. One thing was certain, he had indeed felt a chill.

Seizing an opportunity, Gao Fei turned to look behind and met a pair of eyes filled with hatred—the owner of those eyes was none other than White Beard.

"Humph!"

Upon seeing Gao Fei turn around, White Beard glared at him sharply, his eyes brimming with murderous intent. If looks could kill, Gao Fei would have died many times over by now.

After figuring out what was going on, Gao Fei turned back around and resumed his eating and drinking as if nothing had happened.

Huh?

Were there still others staring at him?

Gao Fei lifted his head and glanced around, furrowing his brows. He noticed... that many people were covertly sizing him up with hostile gazes. Most of these people came from the various Sects and noble families. By annihilating tens of thousands of bandits, Gao Fei had not only shaken the foundation of the bandits but also disrupted the plans of these Sects and families. It was no wonder they all bore deep hatred towards him.

In the days prior, these Sects and families had sent masters to assassinate Gao Fei, who had nearly succeeded. In the nick of time, Shangguan Yunyue arrived, displaying her thunderous methods to drive away the assassins and saved Gao Fei's life.

Hmph! Gao Fei snorted softly to himself, We'll see. Sooner or later, I will make you all pay a heavy price!

In a corner of the banquet, a person sat alone—an attractive young man who drank wine while watching Gao Fei with a smile. This was not just anyone; it was Dongfang Jian.

Interesting! Truly interesting! Dongfang Jian broke into a grin, having initially thought that Gao Fei was doing well, commanding the wind and summoning the rain, living the carefree life to the fullest! But now it seemed that Gao Fei had his share of troubles, too. "Zuo!" Dongfang Jian downed all the wine in his glass in one gulp, feeling the spicy liquid slowly slide down his throat, a delightful sensation.

After three rounds of drinks...

There was a slight hint of tipsiness on everyone's faces. During such an occasion, everyone tacitly agreed not to use their True Qi to dispel the effects of alcohol, which meant they had to rely on their physical tolerance to bear the onslaught of the liquor. This was a test of one's drinking capacity—those with a high tolerance could freely indulge, while those with a lesser ability drank more slowly.

"Today is a good day," the Emperor, Dugu Jingtian, who was seated in a higher position, suddenly spoke up. "It is a day worth remembering and celebrating!"

Seeing that Dugu Jingtian was about to speak, everyone tactfully closed their mouths and raised their heads in a listening posture.

"Zuo!"

Dugu Jingtian took a sip of his wine and smacked his lips: "A lot has happened during this period, things that are pleasing and things that are infuriating. The pleasing thing is... the bandit suppression campaign has been a complete success. With the concerted efforts of numerous soldiers, the bandits suffered heavy losses, and they fled helter-skelter. For the time being, they would not dare to cause any trouble."

Upon hearing Dugu Jingtian's words, half of the guests furrowed their brows, as most of them were from the various Sects and noble families.