At dinner, everyone was mobilized to perform for the human race’s distinguished guest.
After carefully reviewing the article, I have identified the following content that does not contribute to the plot or the main theme and removed it:
- “Previously, because Suntu was briefly transformed by spiritual energy, and due to Xia Xianning’s extraordinary beauty, he had been seen as a must-sleep target by the young men and women, who had harassed him extensively.” (This paragraph seems out of place and does not relate to the current situation)
The edited article:
Xia Xianning was already prepared to be “cold as ice” no matter how they tried to seduce him after accepting the dinner invitation.
But this time, he discovered they had changed their strategy.
Young Chiqiong tribe men and women sang and danced, two or three white-haired elders chatted and ate with Xia Xianning, with people occasionally coming to toast him.
Xia Xianning kept a cold face, uniformly refusing to drink. As a result, those people indeed stopped trying to persuade him, just withdrawing their wine cups, reluctantly stealing several glances at his face before walking away.
They gathered in a corner, secretly observing Xia Xianning, whispering among themselves, with contents unknown.
Xia Xianning: “…”
He didn’t know that his beloved senior brother had “cleverly” helped him avoid being entangled by others, and only felt extremely uncomfortable.
These young people naively believed he couldn’t hear their secretive murmurs, but the feeling of being mysteriously whispered about without knowing the content was terrible.
Xia Xianning couldn’t eat anymore, so he put down his chopsticks and stood up.
The accompanying tribe members hadn’t expected him to be so straightforward, leaving just like that.
They thought they might have offended him and stood up in confusion.
Zhao Bo, who had initially advocated maintaining good relations with the human race, was very uneasy seeing Xia Xianning’s actions. He carefully asked: “Is the food not to your taste, or did we not serve you well? You didn’t eat much, didn’t drink any alcohol, which makes us very anxious.”
Xia Xianning said, “No need to worry, I just don’t like eating too much at night.”
Zhao Bo looked at him, seemingly believing it wasn’t an excuse, and slightly relaxed, saying, “Then please rest for the night. Tomorrow, the clan leader and his wife will come to visit.”
