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Looking at his younger sister, who was practically a female bandit, Lan Xicheng's head was really aching.

"Lan Xiyu, you represent the Silver Moon Royal Family, and you're wearing a royal dress. Can't you act like a princess?"

Lan Xicheng didn't care that there were outsiders present, and started yelling at everyone he could find.

He hoped countless times that Lan Xiyu and Wuyou were the ones who had been switched, but the two were too far apart in age, making it impossible.

"Oh, stop pretending! Everyone knows what I'm like. Girls aren't just gentle; I can be dashing and heroic too!"

"I'm taking Wuyou with me, is that alright?"

Lan Xiyu skillfully dodged her brother's attack and looked at Yu Guming, who needed Jin Wuyou the most.

"I'm much better now, cousin, go have some fun." Yu Guming sat on the sofa, still dignified.

The group of people playing around had smiles on their faces.

It had been a long time since his surroundings had been so lively.

"Okay, we can add each other on a virtual computer first. Call me anytime if you need anything."

The two computers touched and immediately became friends.

After adding it, Lan Xiyu couldn't wait to pull Wuyou out.

Based on their understanding of Lan Xiyu, they knew that she must have something to say in such a hurry to find her.

As soon as she stepped out the door, Lan Xiyu kept giving her instructions.

"Wuyou, we're best sisters, right? When you see those people later, don't believe anything they say, especially don't believe their attempts to sow discord between us. You need to maintain the noble demeanor of an aristocrat and ignore them." Lan Xiyu kept nagging.

Jin Wuyou was led by her to a small private room in the main hall.

When the soundproof door opened, the noise was like a sack specifically designed to cover someone's head, completely engulfing her.

Jin Wuyou's headache was about to flare up again.

Hearing the door open, the people who were playing around inside immediately looked towards the doorway.

The moment they saw Jin Wuyou, all the children, big and small, stopped playing.

Stand up straight.

Their parents had said that even if they couldn't become friends with Jin Wuyou, they absolutely couldn't offend her.

"Miss Jin, Princess Xiyu, please come in."

The child in the lead greeted them.

Lan Xiyu, head held high and chest out, led her inside.

"Quiet down, everyone. Our Wuyou prefers peace and quiet." Lan Xiyu settled her into the most comfortable spot and then introduced her to everyone in the room.

"This is Qiu Jing, the daughter of the Marshal of the Third Army Corps, and that is Du Yuan, the Prime Minister's youngest son..."

There were many more, and Jin Wuyou greeted them one by one.

"Miss Jin is one of only two SSS-level Awakeners in our Yuanyang Universe. Would you be so kind as to let us witness the power of an SSS-level Awakener?"

Amidst the friendly voices, this abrupt voice came from the corner. Everyone fell silent, turned around to look, and when they saw who it was, they all shut their mouths and didn't say a word.

"He is Fu Hong. Putting aside the country's wealth, his family is the richest among all the families in the Yuanyang Universe. Their wealth even surpasses that of most countries. He himself was born naturally and has always been resentful that he failed to awaken SSS-level mental power. The person he hated the most before was Yin Wenchangwei, the only SSS-level awakener in the Yuanyang Universe. Now, I guess he should add you to that list."

"It's my fault too, I didn't even notice he was here before bringing you here." Lan Xiyu said softly in his ear, feeling a little regretful.

Jin Wuyou looked at him. Fu Hong? He certainly looked very auspicious.

The chubby boy sat down on the separate sofa with an air of nonchalance, even though the room was full of young masters and nobles, and he was surrounded by bodyguards.

Those who knew clearly understood that this was her banquet hall; those who didn't might have thought he was the host.

"I do have SSS-level mental strength, but unfortunately, I am temporarily unable to use SSS-level mental strength due to damage to my mental sea."

Since guests are welcome, Jin Wuyou will try his best not to be the first to make a move.

She tries her best to be polite, but if someone doesn't appreciate it, then she shouldn't blame her.

"Really? I don't know whether to say you deserve it or pity you." The chubby boy laughed loudly.

Jin Wuyou's eyes instantly turned cold.

"Hey, you girl who sang so well, keep singing! I'm in a good mood today, so if you sing well, you'll get a reward! Hahaha."

The girl he pointed at was first stunned, then filled with endless anger.

She had just sung a song in a good mood, what did this person take her for?

"The resident singer is outside. If you want to request a song, Young Master Fu, go outside to request one."

Jin Wuyou didn't know who he was talking about, but everyone present was a scion of a noble family from the Silver Moon Empire. If he were to embarrass someone at her banquet, wouldn't she also lose face?

"Someone, bring Young Master Fu the program list. Today is my comeback banquet, and there will be non-stop entertainment. As long as you request it, you can definitely watch it, provided you get in line."

"The people in the private room can't perform, so Young Master Fu shouldn't waste his expression."

As soon as Jin Wuyou finished speaking, a waiter brought over the program.

Jin Wuyou didn't give it to him; instead, he held it in his own hand.

“Young Master Fu is not from the Silver Moon Empire, so he may not be familiar with the imperial culture. There is a story in the Empire called ‘Arrogance and the Fox Borrowing the Tiger’s Power,’ which I think is particularly suitable for you.”

"Tonight's program is also excellent, Young Master Fu can watch more of it."

Fu Hong slapped the program booklet that Jin Wuyou handed him aside.

"Do you think I'm an ignorant fool like them? Can't you tell you're mocking me?"

"Jin Wuyou, let me tell you, I'm going to make her sing for me today, or I'll overturn the banquet and make you unable to hold your head up in the entire intergalactic world."

"Either she sings for me, or you sing for me."

As Jin Wuyou listened to these words, he suddenly recalled those fat, big-eared people from his previous life who thought they were something special just because they had a little money and made things difficult for others at drinking parties and KTVs.

She would never tolerate such a person, whether in her past life or this one.

"Ah."

Jin Wuyou scoffed. Everything about the interstellar world was great, except for the fact that it was full of the bratty kids she hated most.

She pushed aside Lan Xiyu, who was holding her, and walked to Fu Hong, who was two years older than her and a head taller.

"Have you... ever been beaten up?" Jin Wuyou looked up at him and asked.

"Who dares to beat me up... Ah!!"

In the blink of an eye, Jin Wuyou stepped onto the coffee table where food and drinks were placed, and casually picked up a glass bottle containing a drink from the table.

Without hesitation, they smashed it down on his head.

The glass broke, and his unfinished drink spilled all over him.

Fu Hong's head was split open, and blood was gushing out, but the interstellar kid was tough and nothing serious happened.

This unexpected turn of events plunged the private room into an instant silence.

The other children stared at her in disbelief.

"You! How dare you..."

Fu Hong felt an overwhelming rage surge within him, and his eyes instantly turned red.

Jin Wuyou scoffed, raised his right hand, and lightning condensed into a longsword. He slashed out with the sword, sending Fu Hong flying and crashing into the wall.

This place is a temporary structure, but it's quite sturdy; the wall didn't collapse.

Even though a fight was detected, the alarm still went off in the lobby.

The expressions of those outside were quite subtle. This was a banquet that the royal family and the Jin family had put a lot of effort into hosting; who would dare to cause trouble!

Jin Zhengqing ordered the private room to be opened.