I controlled the entire Zerg race with my superb culinary skills.

Xiao Mufeng didn't lower his voice intentionally; his words reached the ears of all the insects present, including Chu Yang.

Many insects immediately looked at Chu Yang, who was sitting in the corner, and even Lan Zhuo couldn't help but glance in that direction out of the corner of his eye. However, he didn't see him because Li Yizhou blocked most of his view.

"Why are they all staring at me? Do I have flowers on my face? So what if they mistook me for a bug? It's no big deal. Is it really necessary to make such a fuss?"

Chu Yang deliberately shifted his body closer to Li Yizhou, since he had no choice but to ask him to shield him from so many eyes now.

"Ignore them."

Just as everyone was about to crowd around Chu Yang, Li Yang and Zhuo Qingyue also walked towards them, causing many insects to immediately change direction and dare not disturb them anymore.

"Marshal, General"

As Chu Yang got up from the sofa, he felt a strong sense of security, as if the gazes that had been fixed on him had almost disappeared.

Zhuo Qingyue nodded and slumped onto the sofa. Li Yang followed suit, and the once empty corner now felt somewhat crowded.

Solemn music filled the hall, and the lights dimmed instantly. Zhuo Qingyue, who had been lounging around, stood up and abandoned his lazy demeanor.

As the spotlight shone, the Insect King and Xiao Mufeng, dressed in formal attire, slowly walked out, surrounded by their attendants.

When Chu Yang first saw the Insect King himself, he was a little shocked. Although he looked like an old man in his seventies or eighties, he was in good spirits and his golden eyes were not cloudy at all.

The Insect King walked alone to the high platform, first giving a passionate and enthusiastic speech, and then expressing his gratitude to everyone for coming. Just after he finished speaking, his gaze inadvertently fell on Chu Yang. His golden eyes trembled slightly, but his expression did not change.

However, Zhuo Qingyue still noticed his subtle change. Interesting, the Insect King's expression just now was clearly one of surprise. Could it be that he knows Chu Yang? Or does he have some connection with him?

Looking at the high and mighty Insect Emperor, Li Yang's expression grew increasingly grave, and his hands behind his back clenched into fists.

After the Insect King finished speaking, the banquet officially began. He sat to one side, and servants brought him food and juice.

After the banquet began, the insects that had been standing in the middle of the venue retreated to the sides. As the lights flickered and the music played, many insects began to dance in pairs in the center.

Chu Yang frowned as he looked at the dancing insects, then at Li Yizhou. He hadn't been told about this part of the trip. If he had known there would be dancing, he wouldn't have come no matter what.

Just as he was internally complaining, Xiao Mufeng walked over with a smile and then made an invitation to Chu Yang in a gentlemanly manner.

"Lord Chu Yang, may I invite you to dance?"

Chu Yang, who was still eating a small cake, almost choked to death. The cake was stuck in his throat, neither going up nor down. Fortunately, Li Yizhou reacted quickly and patted his back hard, which helped him swallow the cake.

Chu Yang, his face flushed, waved his hands repeatedly at Xiao Mufeng.

"Your Highness, I can't dance. If I dance with you, I'll only throw bugs at you."

"It's alright, I can teach you."

Xiao Mufeng smiled and continued to extend the invitation, displaying an air of determination that he wouldn't leave unless Chu Yang agreed.

With no other option, Chu Yang had to bite the bullet and go for it. Although he couldn't dance, he could learn. As the saying goes, even last-minute sharpening can be effective. He quickly learned from the dancing insects around him and put his skills to use.

In the very center of the banquet, a golden beam fell upon the two insects. Many insects whispered among themselves, thinking that being able to dance with His Highness the Crown Prince meant their relationship was definitely not ordinary.

Chu Yang couldn't care less about the whispers now. He just hoped that he wouldn't step on Xiao Mufeng's foot again in the next move. Since the start of the jump, he had stepped on Xiao Mufeng's foot on average every two moves.

Moreover, he was completely dragged into the dance. At this moment, Chu Yang really wanted to find a hole to crawl into. It was just too ridiculous. Everyone else was dancing just fine, but at some point they all stopped, leaving only the two of them dancing in the entire banquet hall.

It was at this moment that everyone finally got a clear look at Chu Yang. Lan Zhuo, sitting next to Prince Wenrui, was holding a glass of juice and staring intently at Chu Yang, who was dancing. His teeth were grinding against the glass.

Lan Yi'an stood not far from them, looking at Chu Yang, then at Wen Tao and the others. The one who looked most like him was Lan Zhuo. Thinking of the photo of his deceased female uncle Lan He that he had seen at home, he seemed to have guessed Chu Yang's background.

After the dance ended, Chu Yang immediately released Xiao Mufeng's hand, lowered his head, and quickly walked to Li Yizhou's side.

Can we leave now?

"No, the banquet has only just begun. We can't leave until at least the second half."

Upon hearing this answer, Chu Yang covered his face with his hands. He dared not open his eyes; it was so embarrassing! He vowed never to attend such banquets again.

The Insect King, sitting at the very top, took in Chu Yang's every move. The more he looked, the more he thought about it, and the figure he had almost forgotten slowly reappeared before his eyes.

Many insects noticed at this moment that Chu Yang's features resembled Prince Wenrui. For high-ranking male insects, having illegitimate offspring was quite normal. However, their hair colors were different. Could their guess be wrong?

Chu Yang sensed several particularly intense gazes, but he had no time to pay attention to them now; compared to the insect he had just thrown away, this was nothing.

Having finally made it to the second half, Chu Yang couldn't wait to grab Li Yizhou's arm and leave. He didn't want to stay there for another second.

Li Yizhou led him out of the venue. It was already dark outside, and there were many guards patrolling the palace.

"Lord Chu Yang, there's something I forgot to remind you of earlier."

"Whether it's important or not, if it's not important, then don't talk about it. I just want to get out of here as soon as possible."

"It must be important to you."

Chu Yang, who was walking briskly, stopped in his tracks. Since it was important, he figured he might as well listen to it, since he was already out of the venue anyway.

“Your female servant who is still in prison should have less than twenty years left to serve. The Marshal happens to be here today. Do you want to go and talk to him about the situation? He can approve all the sentence reductions directly.”

After pondering for a few seconds, Chu Yang immediately turned around and returned to the venue, where he happened to run into Lan Zhuo.

Their eyes met, and suddenly some fragmented memories flashed through Chu Yang's mind. The insect in front of him felt very familiar.

Lan Zhuo looked at Chu Yang standing in front of him, smiled slightly, nodded to him, and then walked past him. The smile on his face immediately turned sinister.

Seeing Chu Yang return, Xiao Mufeng happily brought over his wine glass. However, before he could get close, he heard Chu Yang pleading for his female servant.

"Marshal, could I donate 100 milliliters of blood this year so you could help me get his sentence reduced or waived?"

Zhuo Qingyue had some recollection of this matter; he had heard Li Yang mention it to him before. He never expected that the male insect who insisted on donating blood for love was actually Chu Yang. So, he curled his lips upward and held up two fingers at him.

Two meals.

"Okay, okay, no problem. Not just two meals, three or four meals are no problem either."

With Zhuo Qingyue's assurance, Chu Yang felt that this was the only thing that could comfort him after he had been hurt by his embarrassment.

Watching Chu Yang and Li Yizhou leave the venue, Xiao Mufeng's smile froze on his face. He tightened his grip on the wine glass slightly, and several cracks appeared on the glass.