"Jing Sheng, don't blame me..."

"I don't want to be beaten up by my family..."

Jing Sheng bit his lip as he watched the 'sister of the Wang family' retreated step by step.

Right now, he really wished he could slap himself a few times.

Why did he have to say so much?

How many times had his family taught him?

Disaster came from the mouth!

Especially in this social gathering, where all the talented people in the world were gathered together.

Among them, there were countless crouching tigers and hidden dragons.

Now, it was all right. His own mouth had caused a great disaster.

A person holding an invitation letter from the royal family...

Jing Sheng knew what this meant?

It meant that in the eyes of the royal family, his status was almost the same as that of a cabinet minister.

"What should I do?" Jing Sheng pondered, "Should I go apologize?"

A man should be able to adapt to circumstances. Once he hit an iron plate, he would admit defeat without hesitation.

As the saying goes, a wise man submits to circumstances.

But...

"If I go and apologize, will he accept it?" Jing Sheng thought.

This was indeed a problem.

With this thought in mind, Jing Sheng quietly walked up to the man.

The man seemed to be at a loss and ignorant. He was holding his phone and looking at something.

Jing Sheng frowned, "His alertness is so low?"

"He's not a transcendent being?"

A transcendent being's six senses were very sharp. If an ordinary person got within ten steps of him, they would be immediately detected, let alone getting close to him.

This was the ability of a lieutenant.

For example, Jing Sheng's older brother, even under normal circumstances, could have a sharp reaction to all the people within ten steps around him.

However...

If this person wasn't a transcendent being, then how did he get the royal invitation?

Could it be...

Jing Sheng recalled what that younger sister of the Wang family had said earlier.

"It's said that the illegitimate son of the late Emperor also appeared at this sorority... After that, the Emperor will recognize him as his relative..."

He blinked his eyes and planned in his heart.

Then, he smiled and said, "Friend..."

At this moment, Ling Ping'an was looking at the messages in his Wechat moments.

Hu Nuonuo said that she had already driven over.

Ling Ping'an felt a headache coming on.

At this moment, he heard someone calling him from beside him.

He raised his head and looked at the person beside him.

Blinking his eyes, Ling Ping'an was puzzled, "Sir... What's the matter?"

Jing Sheng chuckled and asked, "Don't you remember me?"

Ling Ping'an shook his head.

The world was so big and there were so many people.

As a face-blind person, he really didn't have the energy to remember.

Usually, Ling Ping'an would only remember those who had a deep impression of him.

As for the rest...

It was like the redundant data in the database, which would soon be forgotten by him.

Therefore, he asked, "Sir, have we met before?"

However, when his words fell into Jing Sheng's ears, they were extremely cold.

In addition, his expression was arrogant and aloof.

The muscles at the corner of Jing Sheng's mouth twitched and he smiled, "Didn't we just meet? In front of the cafeteria..."

"Oh..." Ling Ping'an nodded kindly, "It's you!"

"What's the matter?"

When he spoke, the expression on his face was still cold.

So, Jing Sheng knew that this person did it on purpose.

He was humiliating him.

It was obvious!

So, he was holding a grudge!

Jing Sheng bit his lip and rolled his eyes. He took out a talisman from his pocket.

On the talisman, spiritual light was dotted.

This was a protective talisman specially prepared by his brother. It could withstand a sniper rifle's bullet.

In Jing Sheng's circle of friends, not many people could have such a treasure.

"Friend..." Jing Sheng smiled as he held the talisman in his hand and handed it over, "What do you think of my talisman?"

This was a test and it was also a silent investigation.

It was also a subtle declaration of his family background.

This method was commonly used in the aristocratic circle.

It could inadvertently let one's enemies and opponents understand the difference between them.

Thus, they could subdue the enemy without fighting.

Ling Ping'an was baffled.

He looked at the person beside him and handed over a talisman written on yellow paper with a smile. He even asked himself, 'How about this talisman of mine?'

Ling Ping'an looked at him as if he was looking at a fool.

He couldn't help grumbling in his heart, 'What's wrong with him! This person!'

Of course, this was a public place. Ling Ping'an considered that he couldn't affect others, so he maintained his smile.

However, he said, "It's the age of science now..."

"Sir..."

"You should keep this piece of junk for yourself!"

In Ling Ping'an's opinion, he should have met a mystic and he wanted to recruit him.

When he was in school, he had met many similar people.

These people were always mysterious, gathered together, discussing all kinds of illusory things and researching some hilarious topics.

For example, a professor in Ling Ping'an's university once said seriously that he wanted to study the relationship between the golden elixir technique and modern science.

In addition, there was a group of mysterious research societies on the university campus.

They said that as long as they awakened their special abilities, they would be able to live comfortably and they could even join the Dragon Group and become the best of the best.

But the problem was...

This group of people had been working for a long time, but they still hadn't really developed any spells.

As a youth of the new era, Ling Ping'an naturally wouldn't fall for such a trick.

He even used his finger to flick the yellowish talisman.

In the end, he didn't know if the quality of the yellow paper was too bad.

With a flick of his finger, the entire yellow paper was torn to pieces.

Ling Ping'an was stunned.

Jing Sheng was also stunned.

"The quality of your talisman is too poor!" In order to avoid being scammed by him, Ling Ping'an immediately said, "Next time, remember to take a better quality talisman!"

Jing Sheng swallowed his saliva.

He looked down at the talisman in his hand, which had been torn into pieces and had lost all its spirituality.

This talisman, which could withstand a sniper rifle, had now become a piece of waste paper.

However, he only flicked it lightly. There was no trace of psionic power at all, nor was there any trace of psionic power.

Jing Sheng's hands and feet were already trembling.

He knew that even the general of the Blackguard might not be able to do this.

Without using any psionic power, he could easily destroy the talisman personally made by a major.

This showed that this person had an extremely powerful and exquisite perception.

"Is there anything else?" The other party's voice sounded in his ears.

This voice was cold and emotionless, full of ridicule.

Jing Sheng hurriedly shook his head, "No... No more..."

He bit his lips and no longer cared about his face. He lowered his head and said, "Sir, it was my fault over at the buffet just now..."

"Please forgive me!"

In front of such a powerful person, it was necessary to lower his head.

A wise man submits to circumstances!

However, that person smiled lightly, "It's alright!"

However, under the cheap glasses, the expression in his eyes was clearly filled with contempt.

It was as if he was saying, 'Ant, do you really know your mistake?'

Jing Sheng was sweating profusely. He wanted to kneel and kowtow, but he wasn't allowed to do so.

It was as if he had some kind of strength that prevented him from kneeling.

He had no choice but to bow, "I'm really sorry!"

...

"Ling-san!" Holding the dishes that she had prepared personally, Chiba Michiko was like a happy little rabbit as she skipped to Ling Ping'an.

"Your dishes are ready!"

She put down the plate.

Then, she looked at the person who had just left Ling Ping'an's side and asked curiously, "Who is that?"

"Your friend?"

Ling Ping'an smiled and shook his head, "A passerby!"

"Oh..." Chiba Michiko nodded and happily opened the lid on the plate.

"Ling-san... try these dishes that I made..."

The lid was opened and three steaming, fragrant dishes appeared in front of him.

Ling Ping'an took a sniff and found that the taste was very fragrant!

He gave a thumbs up and praised, "It seems that the skill of thousand night sauce has improved again!"

"Thanks to you!" Chiba Michiko bowed in gratitude.

Then, she looked at Ling Ping'an with anticipation, "Ling-san, please try it..."

"Okay!" Ling Ping'an smiled as he picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed slowly.

Chiba Michiko waited expectantly.

After Ling Ping'an finished eating, he put down his chopsticks and said to Chiba Michiko, "The thousand night sauce's cooking has indeed improved!"

"This dish is almost 30% of my culinary skills!"

To Ling Ping'an, this was truly a supreme compliment.

One had to know that he was extremely proud of his culinary skills.

When Chiba Michiko heard this, she also bowed very happily, "It's all thanks to your teaching!"

Ling Ping'an chuckled and treated Chiba Michiko's words as pure courtesy.

What did he teach?

Nothing.

He only gave her a recipe book and occasionally helped her taste it.

"Ling-san..." Chiba Michiko suddenly said, "There's something I don't know if I should tell you..."

"What is it?" Ling Ping'an asked, "Tell me!"

"It's like this..." Chiba Michiko blushed, "Tomorrow night, our Embassy of the Fusang Kingdom will hold a ball in the Luming Hall of the Monsson Villa..."

"His Imperial Highness Prince Li Gong, after hearing about your matter, he asked me to invite you..."

"I don't know, what do you think..."

Ling Ping'an listened and laughed.

Prince Li Gong loved his son?

From the way he addressed her, she seemed to be a member of the royal family of Fusang?

She invited me?

Ling Ping'an immediately came to a realization. Was this probably a diplomatic declaration by the people of Fusang?

Was it meant to express friendship to the Federal Empire?

So...

I became a bridge of friendship?

But this ball...

Ling Ping'an recalled the few balls he had attended at the Guangnan sorority back then.

Wasn't it just a group of men and women hugging and jumping around together?

He felt his scalp went numb.

He wanted to refuse, but looking at the serious and expectant Fusang girl in front of him, his heart softened.

"I'll take a look at the situation then..." Ling Ping'an said ambiguously.

Hmm...

When the time came, he would try to shirk the responsibility...

If he really couldn't, he would turn off his phone!

...

Jing Sheng walked out of the royal private kitchen.

He let out a long sigh, "Who exactly is that person?" He was puzzled.

He flicked away all the spirit of the talisman with one finger.

Moreover, he didn't use any spirit power.

Even a general wouldn't be this terrifying!

Fortunately, he finally lowered his head and apologized and the other party more or less expressed his acceptance.

According to the traditions of the Federal Empire, Jing Sheng knew that he had probably gotten through the dangerous situation.

After all, the high and mighty bigwigs generally wouldn't haggle with their subordinates.

They didn't have the time to bother with others because their time was precious.

Even the commander-in-chief, who was known as a human immortal in the world, couldn't do as he pleased.

On the contrary, he wanted to keep his desires in check.

"I'd better leave this troublesome place first..." Jing Sheng thought, "It's better to go to the imperial capital to lay low!"

Although the man had managed to force himself to do so, Jing Sheng understood that if that person's subordinates found out, they might do something.

If he met someone serious, his enthusiasm would be particularly high.

Even if he didn't die, he would still lose a layer of skin!

This was the reason why people often said that the strong shouldn't be underestimated.

Powerful transcendent being had different temperaments and personalities.

Some were open-minded, some were generous and some were vengeful.

But no matter what kind of person they were, there wouldn't be a lack of people who wanted to flatter them.

Thinking of this, Jing Sheng took out his car keys and walked towards the garage.

He walked to the garage, came to his own car and was about to open the car door.

"Jing Sheng!" Someone asked from behind him.

Jing Sheng turned around and saw a man in a black uniform.

He was from the Blackguard.

"Come with me!" The man said expressionlessly.

Jing Sheng looked at him and asked, "What is it?"

"You are suspected of endangering national security!" The man said.

"What?" Jing Sheng was stunned, "I can actually endanger national security?"

He didn't know whether it was his honor or misfortune?

However, he understood that he should not play any tricks in front of the Blackguard.

This was because the Blackguard was a violent law enforcement agency.

In the course of law enforcement, the Blackguard had the right to take all necessary measures and means against anyone they thought was 'dangerous'.

Simply put, once the Blackguard found out that the target of law enforcement might be violent, they would fight back.

For his own safety, the Blackguard would immediately use a fatal magic art and means.

The only correct way to deal with the Blackguard was to immediately raise his hands high, cover his head and crouch down. There was no need to make any meaningless and dangerous movements and there was no need to speak so quickly.

...

Ling Ping'an finished his meal and burped.

"Thousand night sauce's craftsmanship is indeed thirty percent of my standard!" He praised.

Meow!

Bastet agreed.

At this moment, Ling Ping'an's phone rang.

He picked up the phone and saw that it was a video sent by Hu Nuonuo.

After thinking for a while, he picked up the video.

In the video, a cute girl appeared on the screen.

"Young Master!" Hu Nuonuo shouted happily, "I'm at the Luming Villa. Where are you?"

Ling Ping'an scratched his head. In the end, he had no choice but to say honestly, "I'm at this place called Yan Lou..."

"I'll be right there!" Hu Nuonuo said, "Master, you must wait for me!"

"Okay!" Ling Ping'an nodded.

Thus, he hung up the call.

He looked at his cat and his cat looked at him.

"Sigh..." Ling Ping'an sighed.

Meow!

The cat meowed softly.