This farce has unfolded, therefore Mo Ningxiang's birthday banquet naturally cannot proceed.

Events transpired in a bewildering manner, catching everyone off guard.

This might be the biggest drama ever witnessed in Sumeru Continent!

Hundreds of thousands of guests in the grand hall came for Mo Ningxiang's beauty or to broaden their relations.

Unexpectedly, they stumbled upon such a drama, savoring it with great interest and completely forgetting their original intentions.

"What are you all standing there for?! Get the hell out of here!"

A voice thundered, deafening and powerful, instantly piercing through ears and into minds, echoing loudly.

The speaker was Mo Yunsheng's close attendant: Feng Yexuan, of the Unity Realm Stage Sixth Layer.

Among the hundreds of thousands present, although there were many whose realms were higher, no one dared to rebut such a humiliating remark.

Because behind Feng Yexuan stood Mo Yunsheng.

No one wished to oppose Mo Yunsheng, as Lin Fan had witnessed.

After Feng Yexuan roared, he glanced at Mo Ningxiang, folded his arms and bowed slightly, saying coldly, "Princess, apologies for disturbing your birthday banquet today. Given the importance to Young Master's reputation, I feel it's best to pause the birthday banquet. Do you agree, Princess?"

His tone was less of a query, more of a demand.

All for a mere woman.

Hundreds of thousands saw the extraordinary humiliation Mo Yunsheng suffered, further development could lead to various rumors across Sumeru Continent by tomorrow.

This would certainly mar Mo Yunsheng's reputation.

Therefore, expelling hundreds of thousands of guests was the best solution.

And of course, they must be kept silent.

As for whether Mo Ningxiang's birthday banquet could continue, he simply did not care.

Mo Ningxiang looked at Feng Yexuan's slightly hostile expression, her eyes sharp as blades.

She had no choice but to gently nod, agreeing with Feng Yexuan's notion, though secretly ridiculing.

Saying it fist then asking, clearly meant no banquet! Pretending fake kindness, she had no other choice but to agree.

After all, Mo Yunsheng was her cousin, turning against him was not wise.

Moreover, it was still uncertain if Lin Fan was dead or alive, if alive, with Feng Yexuan here it wouldn't be easy to rescue.

"Dear guests, today's birthday banquet is canceled, and please refrain from disseminating what you have witnessed today." Mo Ningxiang announced loudly.

Hundreds of thousands of guests were murmuring among themselves.

"How come it's canceled just like that? I paid so much to get in…"

"Come on, at this point still worried about such trivial matters."

"Stop talking, let's leave quickly."

"Yet seeing the Little Princess today, I would have no regrets even in death."

"Haha, today moreover enjoying a big drama, couldn't be more satisfied!"

...

Feng Yexuan's eyes twitched slightly, filled with hostility, his face gradually reddening.

"Anyone who dares to spread this incident shall be tracked down and killed wherever they may be!"

Upon these words, absolute silence took over.

No one dared to discuss, no one dared to speak.

Heads bowed, like prisoners being escorted, quietly walking away.

In the grand hall, only the sound of footsteps could be heard.

In the blink of an eye, it became empty and deserted.

Su Qiong, though pushed to the ground, unable to move, still gritted her teeth slowly crawling over to the large pit, gazing into the dark depths, tears instantly welled up.

"Brother Lin Fan… Brother Lin Fan… say something… please answer me… Brother Lin Fan…"

Mo Ningxiang and Diwu Yun'er exchanged glances, understanding each other's gaze.

Being women themselves, they could better understand Su Qiong's feelings.

Although they didn't know what had transpired between Su Qiong and Lin Fan, nor how they met. The deep embracing upon meeting earlier was profoundly touching.

Without knowing the story between them, their earnest emotions still moved them.

These were not fake tears or emotions one could simply pretend.

Mo Ningxiang lightly sighed, intending to bend down to lift Su Qiong.

Yet Feng Yexuan swiftly interceded before Mo Ningxiang, gripping Su Qiong's arm.

"Little Princess, no need to trouble yourself." He said coldly.

Mo Ningxiang's eyebrows furrowed, looking at Feng Yexuan with profound meaning, remained silent.

"What do you intend to do?" Diwu Yun'er sternly demanded.

She had seen enough, Feng Yexuan's attitude was extremely arrogant, not only treating Su Qiong as nothing, but even on Mo Ningxiang with contempt and disdain.

Feng Yexuan glanced, his gaze cold as an eternal ice cellar, terrifyingly chilling.

"Advise you not to meddle."

"What do you mean?"

"Considering you are a guest of the Little Princess, I won't pursue. Yet if you insist on interfering, I may spare you, Mo Yunsheng will not."

Feng Yexuan invoked Mo Yunsheng, leaning on his master's influence.

Diwu Yun'er clenched her fists angrily, her pretty face full of rage. Though not the place to vent, given they're on Xuan Clan's territory, opposing Mo Ningxiang's cousin's servant is not wise.

But Lin Fan… Her thoughts turned on Lin Fan's safety again…

She knew arguing was pointless, mere exchange of words. If wanting to save Lin Fan, must quickly dismiss him.

Thus, she no longer rebuked.

"Little Princess, then I shall take my leave." Feng Yexuan bowed slightly. "Matters not concerning, shouldn't be concerned."

The meaning was clear: Don't save Lin Fan.

With those words, Feng Yexuan seized Su Qiong and strode away.

"Brother Lin Fan! Lin Fan…" Su Qiong struggled but was helpless. "I beg you to save Brother Lin Fan… I beg you…"

The voice faded, as it vanished past the hall.

Diwu Yun'er furiously exclaimed, "Ningxiang, he's merely a servant, in the Unity Realm Stage Sixth Layer, far inferior compared to Xiao Hong and Yang Jian before, yet dares threaten you! I cannot swallow this! Even if he's Mo Yunsheng's attendant, still shouldn't bully over you, right?! So arrogant, truly wanted to slap him."

Mo Ningxiang frowned slightly, said indifferently, "Yun'er, let it be. Cousin is such arrogant domineering person, naturally his followers are the same. Better to check on Lin Fan first…"

"Right! Lin Fan!"

Diwu Yun'er suddenly realized, after Feng Yexuan's oppression, his anger invaded the heart, momentarily forgot Lin Fan's condition.

Logically speaking, Lin Fan was Mo Yunsheng's opponent. Whether as a cousin, or of Xuan Clan, naturally should support cousin Mo Yunsheng.

Yet earlier Su Qiong's cries entered her heart, and when Diwu Yun'er mentioned Lin Fan, she became excited, also curious about Lin Fan himself, and that subtle feeling upon first seeing Lin Fan.

Various emotions intertwined, making her temporarily forgot her identity, wishing only to save Lin Fan.

Must be rescued.

Such an interesting person, cannot afford to die.

"Mo Yunsheng's actions are indeed ruthless." Diwu Yun'er murmured looking into the dark pit, at a loss.

"I'll go down and take a look." Mo Ningxiang said calmly.

"But..."

Before Diwu Yun'er could finish, Mo Ningxiang had already leapt down.