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"Sir..." Until now, the few people still didn't know Mo Heng's name and could only call him this.

Fortunately, Mo Heng was in a good mood at the moment and didn't care about their rudeness.

He adjusted his hat with his left hand that was wearing a ring, acknowledging the title, and waved the pearl ring in front of the few people again.

The attentive Yan Yang noticed the ring that suddenly appeared on Mo Heng's hand. When he met Mo Heng's eyes, he suddenly understood what he meant and praised him, "Sir, your ring is very beautiful."

"You mean this?" Mo Heng climbed up the pole, raised his hand and showed the ring to Yan Yang as if showing off. "A 'friend' gave it to me."

"The ring is so beautiful, it matches your outfit very well." Yan Yang saw that Mo Heng's smile was more sincere and wanted to say a few more words, but he didn't know where to start because he had never been interested in jewelry.

The four people around him quickly figured out what was going on and continued Yan Yang's words.

"Yes! This pearl has a unique shape. It looks like a one-of-a-kind style."

"The ring looks like it was hand-polished. The person who gave you the ring really put a lot of thought into it."

These words were very helpful to Mo Heng. The man kept smiling. He decided to let these little guys live a little longer. Otherwise, who would he show off these things to?

Chu Jun, who was far away in the room, sneezed and rubbed her nose, not knowing that her husband couldn't wait to wear the ring she gave him and go out to "embarrass himself".

"Young Master, the dinner is about to begin." The white-haired butler came to the room early when he heard that the young master was going to attend the dinner. He lowered his head very low in front of Chu Jun, and his attitude was very serious.

"No hurry." Chu Jun was fixing her hair in front of the dressing mirror, ignoring the housekeeper's urging.

Strangely, the butler, who should have obeyed the earl's orders, was surprisingly patient with Chu Jun. He stood respectfully beside him, waiting for his next instructions.

"You go back to your father, I'll be there soon." Chu Jun didn't like being stared at, so he turned around and drove the housekeeper away.

When Anderson heard the word "father" from Chu Jun's mouth, doubt flashed in his eyes, but he did not ask any questions. He saluted Chu Jun and left the room.

No matter how small the scale of a noble dinner is, it cannot hide its luxurious nature.

The crystal cups, the gold plates, and the precious cloth covering the dining table, worth ten thousand taels of gold, all bear witness to the earl's rich family heritage.

Clothes covered in dust and stains were naturally not in accordance with aristocratic etiquette. Except for Mo Heng, the other five people changed into new clothes prepared by the butler.

As for the head chef who had died in the kitchen, it did not cause any sensation. Even his body disappeared silently, as if he had never existed, and no one came to question the player.

The five people followed Mo Heng into the restaurant.

The dining table is rectangular, and the main seat is naturally reserved for the owner of the castle. The remaining nine seats are set with tableware.

It seems that besides the six of them, the young masters of the castle will also be present.

The five players naturally left the seat of honor among the guests to Mo Heng and sat at the edge of the table themselves.

However, Mo Heng walked straight to the main seat and sat down below it.

This seat is right next to the Earl and should be reserved for the Earl's children. It is impolite for Mo Heng to sit here as a guest, and it is not a mistake a player would make.

"Sir..." Wang Linlin's first reaction was to speak up to remind Mo Heng, but Yan Yang pulled his sleeve.

Wang Linlin turned her head and saw Yan Yang shaking his head at her. Although she was confused, she didn't say anything.

After the five players sat down, they dared not move. They could only stare at the luxurious tableware in front of them and glance around the restaurant, hoping to find some clues about the copy.

"Dear guests, welcome to my castle."

After waiting for a long time, the owner of the castle finally arrived at the restaurant surrounded by servants.

"It's been a long time since I saw so many people." The Earl's daughter followed behind the Earl, her emerald green eyes sweeping over the six players at the table. Her eyes were playful, and she seemed to be "regretting" that none of the six people died at the hands of the head chef.

"Oh, dear friends, please take your seats. Dinner is about to begin, at this wonderful moment. For tonight's dinner, I have carefully prepared some very special ingredients for you. These ingredients are unique to our noble Dumont family. I sincerely hope that you will give me this honor and enjoy this unique delicacy to your heart's content, savoring its wonders."

The Earl said this and took a seat at the main table.

Before sitting down, his eyes swept over Mo Heng's position, but he didn't say anything.

The Earl's eldest son and daughter sat opposite Mo Heng, leaving only the right side of Mo Heng empty at the table.

It seems the Earl's youngest son is late.

However, the Earl did not seem to intend to wait for his late younger son and directly gave orders to the servants behind him.

"Serve the meal."

The servants around him had no doubts about the Earl's decision and respectfully left the restaurant. Soon after, they served today's dinner to the hosts and guests, starting with the appetizers.

Mo Heng looked at the empty seat on his right and found that the servants had tacitly skipped this position and had no intention of preparing any dishes for it.

"Hasn't everyone here yet?"

Mo Heng looked at Count du Monte with genuine confusion. Noble etiquette was strict, so how could the Count start dining before everyone was present?

Upon hearing this, the Earl pretended to be dead and sighed in pain, then shook his head and said, "Who in this world could understand my child better than I do? He has always disliked getting involved in such situations, I know this all too well. Well, to be honest, we just had a fierce argument today, it was like a storm. I think he probably didn't even want to look at me today."

As the Earl spoke, his hands trembled uncontrollably, but he quickly controlled them. This was not noticed by anyone else, only Mo Heng noticed this detail.

"Is that so..." Mo Heng felt very sorry, but he was still sure that the young master would stand him up. However, being late did seem like something a spoiled teenager would do.

"Young Master" "Young Master..."

Before the Earl could say a few more words, the voice of the servant was heard outside the door.

"Bang!" The wooden door of the castle was old and could not withstand any big movement. When Chu Jun opened the door with force, he seemed to see the door panel shaking for a while before it stabilized.

"Why don't you wait for me to eat it?"