Transmigrating into the only holy female in the interstellar world, the orcs who have no descendants

On the dining table in the main building, the untouched breakfast was taken away by the housekeeping robot and replaced with the freshly prepared lunch.

Fanxiao was like a sculpture that had been sitting there forever, motionless and so cold that people dared not approach him.

Just as lunch was set on the table, Ling Yuan walked into the restaurant on time, as if he had deliberately kept to the exact time. He glanced at Fan Xiao, and seeing that he didn't even raise his eyelids, he walked straight to the other side of the table and sat down.

As soon as I sat down, I saw Gouxiao's expression as if the world owed me 800 billion, and my heart was suddenly moved.

"Fanxiao, the weather is nice today. Why don't we go downstairs and wait for Xixi?" Ling Yuan spoke in a somewhat nonchalant voice.

While he was provoking Fan Xiao, he did not delay at all. He had already connected to the interstellar communication and started listening to the work report of his all-round special assistant Evan.

As expected, Fan Xiao did not respond, but just frowned slightly, obviously not intending to pay attention to Ling Yuan's chat.

Ling Yuan didn't care, and continued to listen to Evan's report. As time passed, Ling Yuan suddenly looked up, a faint smile on his face. "Evan, let's stop here today. Go and make sure all the things I ordered are delivered to my villa tonight."

Evan's face instantly fell. It was obvious that Ling Yuan's request was not easy, but he had no choice but to agree.

"Yes, boss!"

Ling Yuan cut off the interstellar communication without a care in the world and turned his gaze to Fan Xiao, only to see that he had already stood up and was walking towards the door.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he chuckled softly, "Alive? I thought you were frozen by Xiaobai."

"Shut up." Fan Xiao replied coldly, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, but he did not stop and walked straight towards the door.

Ling Yuan shrugged indifferently, stood up and followed.

As the two walked to the door, Luo Xi and Ivan walked in. Luo Xi had a smile on her face. When she saw them, she immediately greeted them warmly: "Fan Xiao, Ling Yuan, good afternoon."

Fan Xiao's eyes were fixed on Luo Xi's face. Her rosy complexion and bright smile were so beautiful, but he seemed to feel a little hurt.

The little female even wore a high-necked dress today, which covered her neck completely.

However, as she turned her neck, the ambiguous traces revealed between her collars made Fan Xiao feel upset.

His gaze gradually became dim, as if covered by a layer of dark clouds, and a hint of suppressed emotion flashed in his deep eyes.

Ling Yuan naturally also saw the purple marks between Luo Qian's bruises, and glanced at Ivan calmly without any expression, but he had already retracted his gaze before the latter noticed.

"Good afternoon, Xixi." Ling Yuan smiled and saluted as a gentleman. His movements were elegant and proper, without any flaws.

Fan Xiao simply replied, "Yeah, it's already noon."

His tone was cold, and even the words he spoke had a chilling feeling.

Luo Xi's smile froze slightly, then returned to normal, as if she didn't hear anything unusual in Fan Xiao's words.

The table in the restaurant is rectangular and can accommodate 20 people for a meal.

Rosie walked straight to the dining table and sat at the head seat.

After Luo Xi sat down, Fan Xiao glanced at Ivan, who had been silent, and took a big step forward, sitting to the left of Luo Xi without any hesitation.

In this world, the left is respected. After the main seat, the first person on the left is naturally the position with the highest status.

Ling Yuan's beautiful fox eyes narrowed slightly in a smile, and he walked gracefully to the middle of the dining table and sat down casually, completely unconcerned with the subtle atmosphere in the restaurant.

After the three of them were seated, Ivan was the only one standing.

Ivan glanced around the room, a subtle glint in his eyes, then walked to Luo Xi's right and sat down. From beginning to end, he could feel Fan Xiao's murderous gaze, but the smile on his face remained as decent as ever.

Ling Yuan's eyes looked back and forth between the two of them calmly, a faint, almost invisible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his sparkling red eyes drooped slightly, concealing all the emotions in his eyes.

"Brother Ivan, you really are..." Fan Xiao glanced at Ivan coldly, with a hint of mockery in his tone, "A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger."

Ivan smiled even brighter and whispered, "Compared to you, Brother Fanxiao, I'm indeed a newborn calf. When we were still in school, Sissi said that she liked energetic college students like us."

The two men looked at Rosie at the same time, but Rosie lowered her head and buried her food, eating desperately, as if she didn't hear their conversation.

Fan Xiao sneered, "I didn't know that. In the Beast World, 23 is considered old? It seems that Principal Gran didn't teach you the basic etiquette of the Star-Moon nobility."

Ivan still maintained his smile and responded calmly: "Brother is just a name. Generally, only those who think they are old in their hearts would care about such empty things..."

He paused deliberately, as if realizing what he had said, "Of course, I didn't say anything about you, Brother Fanxiao. You definitely don't care about this."

Luo Xi almost laughed out loud. Fan Xiao was an eighth-level mutant. The number of people in the entire beast world who could make him lose could be counted on one's ten fingers.

She couldn't help but secretly glance at Ling Yuan, and sure enough, she saw that the smile on the fox's mouth had not completely disappeared.

When she looked away, she was caught by Fan Xiao.

Luo Xi blinked at him innocently, and Fan Xiao's eyes softened immediately.

He thought to himself: What's wrong with that little female? She's just too beautiful and too outstanding. All the mistakes are the fault of Ivan, a young boy!

"I really don't care about these things," Fan Xiao said slowly, a hint of coldness in his tone, "but Xixi is the only holy female in the galaxy. To become her guardian, you must have sufficient strength to truly protect her. And you are only at the sixth level, which is too weak. I will help you train well in the next period of time and improve your strength as soon as possible."

Ivan's expression froze, and his tone grew colder: "A fight is only fair when the strength is equal..."

Fan Xiao smiled faintly, his eyes sharp: "I will suppress my strength to the sixth level."

Ivan was speechless after hearing Fan Xiao's words, his original retort instantly stuck in his throat. He glared at Fan Xiao unwillingly, but couldn't find any suitable words. He could only lower his head in silence and continue eating the tasteless food.

The restaurant was too quiet, with only the occasional clash of knives and forks against plates being particularly harsh.

They finished their meal in silence. Just as Luo Xi was about to get up and leave, Fan Xiao suddenly spoke up, "Xixi, are you free this afternoon? Do you want to come see my new house?"