Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 81 Mind Your Own Business

The banquet in the hall finally entered the main stage. After the trolleys were removed, the waiters quickly brought back the tables and arranged them into a long row.

The long table was gradually filled with all kinds of delicious dishes.

Tai'an asked the servant for a set of tableware, and used a silver knife to cut a piece of pork ribs and put it into the plate he was holding in his palm.

Greenfield stayed close to Tai'an at all times, his eyes warily scanning the surroundings, afraid that if he wasn't careful, another beautiful woman would come up and offer herself to him. He secretly rejoiced that his fiancé was young and had never experienced the pleasures of a woman, and he behaved quite restrainedly.

"You really came here to eat?" Iska said, speechless.

"Nonsense! If the theme of the banquet isn't eating, what else are we supposed to do?" Tai'an retorted, his words muffled as he devoured the pork ribs.

"Looks like you really need someone to guide you!" Iska sighed and rubbed her forehead in exasperation.

"He's doing fine now, he doesn't need anyone to lead him astray," Greenfield warned with a resolute expression.

"Fine! I won't interfere in your affairs." Iska shrugged regretfully; he couldn't possibly go and harm his own sister.

Tai'an ate heartily, swallowing several kilograms of pork ribs as if they were just appetizers. His movements were not overly gluttonous, but rather simple and efficient.

His gaze once again quietly converged on those around him. His terrifying appetite became the topic of conversation.

"Only highly skilled, high-ranking combatants can eat as much as you!"

Iska was certain that Taian's physique was extraordinary. Considering that the Blue Rose family's successors had all been powerful warriors, he speculated that the other party was very likely a legendary dual cultivator of magic and martial arts, just like the Hundred Flowers Swordsman Tinyham who had recently become popular in the arena.

Sith Solomon approached the main character of the banquet hall with a beaming smile: "Your Excellency Tai'an, it seems the hotel chef's cooking suits your taste perfectly."

"I don't have a habit of wasting food," the young man replied dismissively, letting out a soft burp as he took the napkin from his fiancée and wiped the grease from the corners of his mouth.

"Would you be interested in accepting my gift?" Sith smiled charmingly.

"It's not something improper, is it..." Tai'an asked suspiciously.

"I'm sorry, the Belland family acted on their own initiative, causing you a terrible experience. The adult world is just so dirty..."

Tai'an sensed a hint of sarcasm in Sis's words, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.

"Please accept the goodwill from the Solomon family. If our relationship deepens further in the future, you will receive even more."

The beautifully packaged white jewelry box contained a translucent watch inside.

The latest top-of-the-line model from Fantasy World.

In addition to basic functions such as telling time, making phone calls, and sending and receiving text messages, it can also play music, take photos and record audio, provide virtual books, offer map guidance, provide location feedback, and even play mini-games.

The price at the specialty store is as high as 89 gold coins.

"The Solomon family is very wealthy, and their gifts are quite generous!" Tai An sighed inwardly.

However, he was not prepared to accept it. As the saying goes, one should not accept a gift without merit, especially one so expensive.

"Tell me why you chose Taeya. With your status, you shouldn't lack women throwing themselves at you."

Sith was questioned, and the smile on his face slowly faded.

"My wife must have black hair; this alone eliminates most women. Secondly, a beautiful face is indispensable, and an excellent family background is a huge plus. I will appreciate her even more if she has certain personal abilities. In terms of personality, she should ideally be gentle, cheerful, understanding, and able to control her emotions. She should not lose her temper in front of outsiders and must be adept at handling complex social relationships. Finally, in terms of upbringing, she should understand aristocratic etiquette and have no bad habits."

Given all these conditions, I welcome you to find me another suitable partner. I promise I won't bother your sister.

Tai'an looked bewildered. Having spent so much time together, he hadn't noticed anything special about Taiya: "Why does she have to have black hair?"

"If the husband and wife have different hair colors, the heirs may gradually develop a different hair color after several generations." Sith's gaze was meaningful.

Legend has it that the first Earl of Blue Rose had blue and white hair, but later married a black-haired woman from the Dragon Court, and his descendants gradually became black-haired.

Many scholars who study aristocratic history believe that a change in hair color is proof of impure bloodline and a loss of lineage. Fortunately, Blue Rose changed her hair color early in her lineage, so she did not receive much criticism.

"Take it back! I'm not going to do anything for you, so don't try to get anything out of me."

Tai'an made his stance clear, showing that he had absolutely no intention of developing a close relationship with the decadent nobles.

"You'll receive more gifts sooner or later, so what's wrong with taking some in advance?" Sith advised with a smile.

"I don't think Tayya will necessarily choose you."

To avoid further entanglement, Taian pulled Greenfield up and strode away.

The sight of the two leaving the venue sparked a flurry of discussion among the guests.

Sith Solomon's eyes turned cold, and he could no longer maintain the amiable demeanor on his face.

A northerly wind blew through the streets, and fine snowflakes drifted down. Outside, the sky was already dark.

Last night's weather forecast predicted the arrival of a cold wave. At the time, Tai'an was in the laboratory refining medicine and didn't have time to pay attention.

"You should go back now! I have some things to attend to. You are not allowed to attend any more Solomon family banquets."

The young man, holding his fiancée's hand, hurried down to the underground parking garage.

"Hmm..." Greenfield responded softly, "Thank you so much for coming with me today. Would it be convenient to tell me what you're going to do?"

"I'm going to the Night Out Auction; there's an auction tonight."

Greenfield was familiar with the location Taian mentioned; she had often heard her roommates mention it.

"Can I come with you? I still need to find you a place to stay..."

Anyway, he wasn't planning to do anything shady today. After a moment's thought, Taian was about to agree when he suddenly stopped and raised his hand to block Greenfield.

"The taste of blood..."

Greenfield noticed that Tai'an's expression was serious and not joking. He silently became wary, his hand gripping the hilt of the inscribed sword at his waist.

"Should we go back?"

"There's no need to waste time!"

Tai'an curled his lip in disdain. Absolute strength brings absolute confidence, and the strong never give way to the weak.

Not far ahead, the smell grew stronger; the dampness of the underground parking garage mingled with the smell of blood, creating a pungent and overpowering odor.

From afar, one could hear people shouting.

"Grab her, don't let her get away..."

A transparent figure brushed past the two of them, causing the light and shadow to distort slightly in its wake.

Thinking he was a thief, Greenfield slowly drew his sword, attempting to stop him.

Tai'an decisively pressed down on his fiancée's shoulder and shook his head slightly.

"Blue Rose's family rule: Take care of yourself and mind your own business."

"You wouldn't care even if evil happened right in front of you?" Greenfield thought that Tyrell was a person with a strong sense of justice. At least, that was the impression he gave based on his behavior at the banquet.

"Mind your own business to avoid trouble, especially if you're not strong enough. If you cause trouble, you won't be able to resolve it on your own, and you might even drag those around you into it for no reason."

Tai An thought that before meddling in other people's business, he should find a way to hide his identity to avoid causing trouble for his family.

A group of guards wielding swords and knives surrounded the two of them.

(End of this chapter)