Pain Immunity: Worried the Villains Aren’t Twisted Enough

Chapter 297: Provoking Conflict, The Princess Who Changed Expressions Multiple Times

Xie Antong: ?

She instantly shot a confused look at "Sin". To be honest, among all the possibilities she had considered, this was the last one she expected.

What did this mean? Would Sin actually stand up for her in the game?!

Her heart skipped a beat, worried there might be some deeper scheme she wasn't seeing—was this actually a trap to harm her?

Even more bewildered was the princess, who stared at Lu Ce with utter confusion in her eyes.

"You insist on taking the attendant I chose? Can't you pick someone else?"

"There are plenty of servants here. If you want beautiful women, I can find others for you."

Even with her considerable patience, the princess was starting to show signs of irritation.

But Lu Ce completely ignored her, simply tapping the table again.

"Didn't you hear me? Come over here!"Xie Antong: ......

She suddenly felt like a child caught between divorcing parents and nearly lost her composure.

Considering Sin's temperament, she reluctantly inched closer to him—better not let this powder keg explode at any moment.

The princess narrowed her eyes, clearly furious now.

"I think you're making an entirely unnecessary fuss. I need her to attend to me. You—pick someone else."

"Do you lack hands, or can't you open your mouth to eat? What are you, the Empress Dowager Cixi?" Lu Ce replied calmly, completely unfazed by her anger.

Xie Antong keenly sensed the tension between them. The All-Seeing Eye also warned her that all the guards nearby had tensed up—some were even edging closer!

She desperately wanted to say they shouldn't provoke the princess now. After all, Sin had managed to secure a high position in this game, which was valuable.

But she couldn't telepathically communicate or use wuxia-style secret transmissions—she could only watch anxiously from the sidelines.

Now she regretted hesitating earlier. She should have just gone straight to the princess's side from the start. She never expected Sin would interfere like this.

"Your Highness, actually..." Shui Zhongmeng seized the moment to step forward, eager to prove his loyalty and make his presence known.

"Get lost!"

He instantly became the punching bag...

"Tch!" After venting her anger, the princess turned back to Lu Ce with a chilling smile. "Weren't you completely indifferent to her before? Why won't you let her go now?"

"Precisely because you know now."

"Know what?" The princess froze.

"You know that I'm acquainted with her."

"Having someone I know serve you—that's inappropriate. You're crossing a line."

Xie Antong was stunned. That was the reason?

Wasn't this way too bizarre? When you knew me before, you threw me straight into the fire!

"Crossing a line?!" Hearing this blame-shifting nonsense, the princess nearly laughed. How the hell was SHE the one crossing lines here?

"I am the princess! The highest authority here!" Her gaze suddenly turned razor-sharp.

"You're not the princess. Have you forgotten?" Lu Ce said indifferently.

"Do you even realize what you're saying? Do you genuinely think you're the king now?"

"Obviously." Lu Ce's oppressive aura flared up again under her stare.

"What, not acting crazy anymore? Not screaming about how you're not the princess? Now you want to wield power to secure your position?"

"Are you trying to... stage a coup? Right now?"

Hearing this, Xie Antong panicked but couldn't intervene in time.

Why did it feel like Sin was deliberately provoking conflict? What was his plan? It was only the first day!

Sure enough, the previously hesitant guards all stepped forward simultaneously, their synchronized footsteps echoing through the hall.

The situation grew increasingly volatile—it seemed like violence could erupt any second.

The princess raised her hand, her expression slowly calming.

"It's nothing, just a minor disagreement. No need for tension."

She directed these words at the guards.

Then, she leaned in close—so close her entire body seemed to press against Lu Ce, almost as if she wanted to curl up in his lap!

The sudden shift from hostility to intimacy left everyone dumbfounded.

But as she drew near, her warm breath brushed against his mask as she whispered something icy:

"Have you forgotten what happened to that burning man this morning? You don’t actually think these people obey YOUR orders, do you?"

"How much stronger are you than him?"

"You're welcome to test that." Lu Ce's arrogance overflowed uncontrollably. "A king's authority doesn't come from guards wanting to obey—it comes from them having no choice but to obey."

"Is that so?" The princess remained noncommittal.

"Whoever you are, know this: the people here could crush you. I just choose not to let them. The gap isn’t obvious enough yet—there’s still room for excuses."

"I told you—you just haven’t seen what I want to show you. That’s all."

The princess exhaled softly, her breath sweet yet her words piercingly cold. Her demeanor shifted again—from madness to innocence, and now to something venomous, like a poisonous snake.

Lu Ce didn’t respond. Instead, he picked up a wine glass. A slit opened in his mask as he downed it in one gulp before stating calmly:

"Eat. For the next half hour, your mouth is only for consuming food."

"My patience is good, but right now, I’ve had enough boredom."

"If you keep talking, I might take that burning man’s advice—wring your neck, slaughter every guard here, and then go see those things you want to show me."

"Except by then, you wouldn’t be around to witness it."

A soft statement—no threat, not even a hint of killing intent.

Yet the princess felt, with absolute certainty, that he meant every word.

Those few seconds of silence stretched like an eternity. Finally, cowed by his overwhelming presence, she rose with a grim expression and said nothing more.

As the chefs began serving, Lu Ce tapped the table once again.

"Sit down."

Xie Antong stared at him in disbelief, as if he’d suddenly grown a second head.

Even the princess glanced over, sensing something amiss.

Was this really just about defending his pride because she’d tried to take someone he knew?

Something didn’t add up...

"Must I repeat myself endlessly?"

The golden mask twisted slightly, as if frowning.

"Are you losing the ability to comprehend words?"

"The rest of you—sit down too."