Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Faced with the unfriendly gaze of the man in front of him, Ryan instinctively reached out and shielded Gu Yao behind him.

Gu Yao was in the middle of a battle when his view was suddenly blocked. Looking up from behind, he saw that the boy was already half a head taller than him and could completely block him from view.

"Is Brother planning to harm my guest?"

His emerald eyes narrowed, revealing a chilling killing intent.

The banquet hall, which had been somewhat noisy just moments before, fell silent instantly.

All eyes were on the two groups of people.

Hearing these words that showed no mercy, the eldest prince's face darkened, and his expression became sinister.

“Ryan is joking. Since he is your guest, why would I lay a hand on him?”

Although she was verbally showing weakness, her eyes still passed over the boy and landed on Gu Yao.

Gu Yao looked at his child's profile, not even sparing him a glance.

This demonstrates an extreme disregard for the law.

Truly arrogant and disdainful of others.

The neglected eldest prince's face darkened further, his expression turning so dark it seemed to drip water.

Those who are able to attend today's banquet are all prominent figures in the capital.

Seeing the two candidates for the throne break off relations so openly, and not even bother to pretend to be at peace, the old men frowned, their brows furrowed with disapproval.

The eldest prince stared at Gu Yao for a long time, then smiled, his earlier gloom vanishing, and his demeanor becoming as pleasant as a spring breeze.

"I have never seen this gentleman before. May I ask who he is?"

In other words, which family are you from? Everyone here is a respectable person; you didn't sneak in, did you?

Ryan's gaze fell on the troublemaker, his eyes narrowed, and he grabbed Gu Yao's hand, pulling him behind him.

Gu Yao smiled helplessly as he watched the boy acting as if he were protecting his own eyes.

That's really overprotective.

Gu Yao reached out and patted the back of his hand to comfort him.

"don’t worry."

He stepped forward, his smile fading, and looked up at the reckless person jumping around in front of him, giving a slight smile.

When that exquisitely beautiful face smiled, it was as if it had been infused with boundless vitality, a beauty that was breathtaking.

Her breathtakingly beautiful face was revealed.

The eldest prince, stared at by those azure eyes, felt as if he were being watched by a ferocious beast, as if the person in front of him would bite off his neck at any moment.

Aiken instinctively took a step back, trying to find a sense of security in the crowd, but the next second he was slammed hard against the wall.

"what!"

A gasp of surprise came from all around.

No one saw how this person got to Aiken's side.

Only the faint spatial magical fluctuations indicated that the person before them was a powerful mage.

Gu Yao ignored him, tilted his head, and pulled his palm inward. Aiken felt his breathing become difficult. He tried to pry open the hand that was holding his life, but the hand on his neck did not budge.

Under the barrage of gazes from all around—some fearful, some scrutinizing, some wary—Gu Yao smiled slightly, gradually increasing the pressure of her fingers as she closed them inward. "Have I ever told you that I hate it when people stare at me so openly?"

As his fingers slowly closed, Aiken's face turned a terrifying purplish-red, and even his eyes were bloodshot and bulging.

It was as if he would die at any moment.

Gu Yao showed no mercy, as if he really intended to kill someone else's eldest prince on the grounds of the capital.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot to tell you. Well, I'll tell you now: people who stare at me like that are now... dead!"

The handsome young man spoke the last few words slowly and deliberately, his tone light and even a little frivolous, yet they struck everyone present with a powerful impact.

The sinister tone sent a chill down one's spine, yet her beautiful face wore a pleased smile, showing no sign that she had done anything wrong by killing someone.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with killing Aiken, who was practically a master of the palace, in the palace itself.

Extreme arrogance.

Yet it is also the ultimate confidence.

The guards tried to stop them, but this unknown young man easily froze everyone in place.

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, in the banquet hall so quiet you could hear a pin drop, Ryan sighed and took two steps forward to grab Gu Yao's wrist.

A flash of bloodlust crossed Gu Yao's eyes as he turned to look at the person blocking his way, his face showing some displeasure.

Ryan gently took the young man's other hand and shook it lightly, with a hint of coquetry, "Sir, you promised to let me handle it myself, don't be angry, okay?"

Gu Yao did not tighten his fingers any further, leaving Aiken in a state of barely clinging to life.

He stared at Ryan with his azure eyes for a long time, and seeing that Ryan's expression did not seem to be joking, he sighed softly and gently released his hand.

The usually haughty and aloof eldest prince disregarded his image at this moment, sliding down the wall and collapsing to the ground, panting heavily.

Ryan didn't even spare a glance for the man slumped on the ground like a dead dog. He simply took the hand that Gu Yao had just used to strangle him, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and carefully wiped each finger.

Gu Yao was quite pleased with the boy's sensible behavior. Like a proud cat, he stretched out his paws in front of his human, his azure eyes full of pride, as if to say, "Foolish human, it is your honor that you wipe my paws."

Ryan felt a pang of tenderness and led the person slowly back to where they had been.

Gu Yao, whose fur had been soothed, showed no outward expression, but felt extremely comforted inside. The powerful magic that had been suffocating him just moments before receded like a receding tide.

Their bodies, hidden beneath the luxurious gowns, were soaked in cold sweat, and everyone felt as if they had survived a disaster.

This was also the first time Ryan had so directly felt Gu Yao's unparalleled strength.

The moment the magical pressure subsided, everyone subconsciously moved away from Gu Yao and Ryan, creating a vacuum between them.

Ryan didn't mind, he just kept his head down and wiped people's hands.

Gu Yao's gaze swept around the surroundings, scaring away those who still dared to secretly observe.

The second prince's expression was also very serious, but he still stepped forward to help Aiken up. "Brother, are you alright?"

The captain of the guard team, who had just heard the commotion and rushed over to deal with the situation, was directly suppressed outside the door by Gu Yao's magic. He arrived late at this moment, and his gaze towards Gu Yao was full of apprehension.

This unknown young man is terrifying.

The Pope, who had been hiding in the shadows for a long time, sighed softly and slowly emerged from the darkness. The crowd automatically parted to make way for him.

Gu Yao looked at the person who had come, somewhat puzzled, as if he didn't understand why this person was walking towards him.

He had noticed the old man a long time ago; after all, he was the strongest among everyone present.

Although in his eyes, there was no difference.

Pope Sylvanas's cloudy eyes lit up the moment he saw Gu Yao's face clearly. Unable to contain his excitement, he trembled as he tried to approach Gu Yao, but Ryan narrowed his eyes and stepped in front of Gu Yao.

The Pope had been kind to him.

But that's not a reason why he could easily get close to Salsis.

The Pope paused, looked at the wary-looking boy, and withdrew his outstretched foot.

He glanced at Gu Yao, whose expression was unreadable, handed the staff to the attendant beside him, placed his palm in front of his chest, bowed, and performed a perfectly standard salute, a gesture of utmost respect.

"My lord, do you remember me?"

Those cloudy eyes were fixed on the young man in front of him, filled with fanaticism.

Ryan frowned and unconsciously turned his body to the side, blocking most of the person's view.

Gu Yao's view was blocked, and he looked at the boy's taut jawline with a sense of helplessness.

He turned his head to look at the old man in front of him, who was almost out of breath, and a flash of inspiration struck him.