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"What happened here?"

A familiar, gentle voice rang out. Looking in the direction of the voice, Mo Li and the others' expressions changed. The person who came was none other than Bei Gongze, who was in charge of this homecoming banquet.

Ye Zixuan pursed his lips and lowered his voice:

"I didn't expect him to be in charge again this time. Does the Beigong family have no other capable people? Tsk, such a big family is suffering from a talent shortage."

"The way you're gloating is really..."

It suits my taste perfectly!

Of course, Mo Li didn't say the second half of the sentence, lest the young boy become too arrogant and start to get carried away.

As Bei Gongze approached, his gaze seemingly casually swept over Mo Li and the others. He quickly joined the crowd, and through their conversation, swiftly grasped the cause of the incident. Smiling gently, he said somewhat apologetically:

"I apologize for my oversight and poor hospitality. Please wait a moment while the food is brought out again. Please enjoy it to your heart's content and don't be shy. I hope you all have a pleasant time at this banquet and have a wonderful evening."

It must be said that Bei Gongze is highly valued by the Bei Gong family because he is very efficient and meticulous in his work.

It only took ten minutes.

All the food stalls in the food area were once again filled with all kinds of delicious food. Of course, during this time, a little incident occurred that no one noticed. Mo Li and Ye Zixuan exchanged a glance.

Suddenly, he felt playful, thanks in part to the full cover provided by Dongfang Yu and Guan Yunzhou.

They were so skilled at the "disappearance trick" that the robots that were placing the food on them were completely bewildered. They couldn't understand why, even though they were constantly adding food, the tables were never full.

Fortunately, Mo Li and his group didn't play for too long and stopped when they had enough. At any other banquet, they would definitely be the most well-mannered guests. But now that it was the Bei Gong family, well, they were enemies. What need did they have to worry about manners?

Bullshit about manners, to hell with it all. Compared to the persecution they suffered before, this little bit of food is nothing, not even worth the interest. It's not for them to eat.

The main point is that if someone makes them unhappy, they have no reason to make them happy!

Kitamura's thoughtfulness was evident in the fact that, in addition to the food on display, he had the intelligent robot waiters at the banquet privately find out the tastes of all the guests present and deliver a surprise dish to each person.

This dish is incredibly convenient to use; it won't stain your dress, and you won't lose your composure while eating it.

"Sigh, what's going on? Does everyone love food this much? Is it that popular? I just got one serving, and it looks like there's so much less already."

Mo Li and Ye Zixuan exchanged a smile...

then------

This scene was repeated three times before the banquet began.

As the saying goes, things don't happen more than three times. Mo Li and Ye Zixuan found a discreet spot to sit down, where all the delicious food they loved was laid out on the table.

"Come on, Ali, don't be shy. I brought a lot of your favorite foods to nourish you and the kids. Otherwise, this banquet will be too boring."

Mo Li pointed to the food area, where two-thirds of the guests had already gathered:

"It's not boring at all. Look over there, it's not particularly lively now, it's full of life."

"I think it's the Beigong family who's angry. They must be really upset right now."

"Good evening, everyone. Please be quiet. Now, please welcome the head of the Beigong family, Madam Beigong, and Miss Beigong, the main character of our homecoming banquet, to the stage."

As the host's loud voice faded from the stage, the guests were very accommodating and immediately fell silent, all turning their attention to the stage in the heart of the banquet hall.

The head of the Beigong family, accompanied by his wife and Beigong Xun'er, who was dressed like a noble princess, walked onto the stage with elegant and graceful steps.

The host said, "Next, please welcome the head of the Beigong family to speak to everyone." Then, with a slightly obsequious smile, she bowed slightly and handed the microphone to the head of the Beigong family with both hands.

"Mr. Beigong, please."

Bei Gong Changhong's sharp eyes looked at the guests below the stage: "Thank you all for attending my daughter's homecoming banquet today. Thank you for giving me, Bei Gong Changhong, this face. I hope you all come with high spirits and leave with great enjoyment."

Among the guests attending this homecoming banquet were many supporters of the Beigong family, and upon hearing his words, they naturally offered their flattery and agreement.

"Patriarch Beigong, what are you saying? It is our honor to be able to attend Miss Beigong's homecoming banquet. How can we accept your thanks?"

"The fact that Patriarch Beigong specially opened Hundred Flowers Manor to host this homecoming banquet for Miss Beigong has broadened our horizons. If we didn't have such an honor, how could we have the opportunity to step into such a beautiful manor?"

"Patriarch Beigong is so generous. We should be thanking you. Otherwise, how could we have seen the beautiful sight of a hundred flowers in bloom, tasted such delicious food, or seen such a stunning face as Miss Beigong?"

"Haha, with such beautiful scenery, delicious food, and such warm hospitality, how could we not feel at home?"

"..."

Ye Zixuan curled his lip, looking disdainful: "Tch, a bunch of sycophants, they really make me feel physically uncomfortable."

Mo Li: "Sometimes, if you flatter someone correctly, the rewards can be quite amazing!"

Look, a slight smile has appeared on the originally serious face of the Beigong family head. Although it's subtle, his gaze towards those people reveals a look of satisfaction and appreciation.

"Tsk, tsk, how hypocritical, they actually like these sycophants."

"Because he needs it."

"They call themselves scions of prominent families, people of great importance in these families. If I'm not mistaken, there's even a family head. They're really a bunch of sycophants, without a shred of backbone."

Their family's rise to this level couldn't all be due to flattery, could it? Tsk, it's truly despicable. I'm ashamed to be associated with them; they're utterly contemptible.

Mo Li smiled and patted his shoulder: "You're still too young. The things you say now are full of childishness."

If you truly suffer hardship and the harsh realities of society, then so-called dignity and integrity sometimes become utterly worthless. If you can easily get what you want by flattering others, isn't that a shortcut?

She was merely expressing her feelings and did not mean to endorse their actions. Rather, she had seen and experienced so much in the apocalypse that flattery was a trivial matter. For survival, those people would do anything.

On stage, Bei Gongxun'er heard the praises and the admiring, envious gazes directed at her. This made her feel incredibly good, and she couldn't help but raise her head, exuding an indescribable arrogance.