Eighteen Ghost Emperors of my ancestors, how dare you make me live in terror?

[Kirishima Yukino's favorability towards you -10.]

Lu Ye pretended to drink water, while a line of bloody words floated before his eyes.

He sat at the very bottom.

Kirishima Yukino was sitting directly opposite.

The two people were at least two meters apart across the dining table.

Even so, the other person could still rub their foot against his thigh.

This means that the leg is at least two meters long.

It's longer than the Red Phoenix.

And it wasn't just Lu Ye.

Others were also taken advantage of.

The thin man, who didn't talk much, sat upright, gripping his chopsticks tightly, trying his best to endure.

The playboy was taken aback at first, then responded to Kirishima Yukino with a provocative look and proactively spread his legs.

The bald, muscular man was even more direct; after chuckling, he reached his large hand under the table.

The bespectacled man remained expressionless, but his breathing noticeably quickened.

It seems that everyone has been "taken care of".

.......

"uh-huh........"

Chen Chen, sitting next to him, suddenly suppressed a groan.

"What's wrong? Did you get a fishbone stuck in your throat?" Lu Ye asked, suppressing a laugh as if he already knew the answer.

"It's alright, please don't... bother me right now!"

Lu Ye gripped Chen Chen's hand tightly, "You're shaking so badly, you must be thirsty. Drink some water, and the shaking will stop after a couple of sips."

He then poured two mouthfuls of ice-cold water into the other person's mouth.

Chen Chen instantly wore a look of utter despair, "You've ruined my plans."

boom!

Lu Shen, who was sitting on the right, suddenly slammed his fist on the table and then slumped into his chair.

"shuang......."

.......

"It's so hot."

Yukino Kirishima, sitting in the main seat, had a flushed face.

She reached up and pulled her collar open a little, her seductive gaze sweeping over the men.

[Kirishima Yukino's favorability towards Lu Shen increases by 15.]

[Kirishima Yukino's favorability towards Sun Tao increases by 10.]

[Kirishima Yukino's affection for you -10.]

Lu Ye raised an eyebrow.

Is this also his business?

Women are so petty.

........

The dinner is still ongoing.

While eating...

The bespectacled man suddenly groaned, his chopsticks frozen in place.

A trickle of black blood mixed with fragments of internal organs flowed from the corner of his mouth, while a strange churning sound came from his chest, and his face turned deathly pale in an instant.

Even more terrifying, black blood began to gush from his eyes and nose.

Tick ​​tock.

It made a hissing, corrosive sound when it dripped onto the table.

"We ate that dish that shouldn't be eaten!"

Seeing the bespectacled man's miserable state, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

The bespectacled man hesitated for only a moment before picking up a knife and quickly severing his right little finger.

The severed little finger rotted rapidly at a visible speed, eventually turning into a wisp of smoke and dissipating.

What's amazing is that after severing a piece of his little finger, the black blood stopped flowing from the man's seven orifices.

After letting out a heavy breath, his complexion returned to normal.

"Substitute death? It must be some kind of special ability, where cutting off a part of the body can offset some of the damage from death."

Lu sipped his red wine and pondered, feeling that his mind was working really well right now.

Those who dare to enter A-level dungeons are indeed not simple, and they all carry high-level ghost artifacts.

The bespectacled man picked up a napkin and carefully wiped the blood off his face. He turned to Kirishima Yukino and smiled, "If you keep treating me like this, I'll be heartbroken."

Kirishima Yukino extended a slender index finger and gently wiped away a drop of black blood that the bespectacled man hadn't wiped off his face, then put it into her cherry-like mouth.

Her actions were exactly the same as the bespectacled man's earlier actions, extremely seductive.

"What are the guests saying?"

Looking at Kirishima Yukino, who was deliberately displaying a face of innocent contrast, the bespectacled man could only smile wryly, "Madam is truly... skilled."

"Hey, wasn't that the thirteenth dish you just ate?"

The bald, muscular man carefully scanned the dishes in front of the bespectacled man.

Which one?

"What dish?"

The bespectacled man had an innocent look on his face.

"Don't panic, everyone. I just got a fishbone stuck in my throat."

Damn it, sixth brother!

The muscular man cursed under his breath.

Can you get a face full of black blood from a fishbone stuck in your throat?

It's obvious that you ate the dish that you shouldn't have, but you don't want to share it with others!

What happened to the promised collaboration?

The bespectacled man glared angrily at the muscular man, then casually stuffed a piece of food into his mouth and chewed it fiercely.

next moment.

"puff!"

He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, and blood also began to flow down his face.

The exact same situation as the man with glasses.

"Hold!"

The muscular man's face contorted in pain, and without hesitation, he tore open his abdomen with his hands, pulled out a piece of something, and threw it far away.

The object dissipated into black mist in mid-air, and the vomiting of blood finally stopped.

It only left a horrific bloody hole in his abdomen, and the surrounding muscle fibers were frantically wriggling and repairing itself.

"What dish did you just eat?" the playboy asked.

"What dish?"

The muscular man calmly took a sip of his drink. "You're mistaken. I haven't eaten it."

Lu Ye was amused by what he saw.

Six people at the table, eight hundred schemes in their hearts.

.......

"oops."

A delicate shout broke the atmosphere at the dining table, accompanied by the sound of something falling to the ground.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

It was a soup spoon that had fallen to the ground.

It rolled around and finally came to rest on the carpet.

Kirishima Yukino frowned slightly, as if she felt sorry for him. Her gaze shifted between Lu Ye and Chen Chen before she finally chose one of them.

"Could you help me pick up the soup spoon, chubby customer?"

"A fat...fat customer?"

Several expressions flashed across Chen Chen's chubby face in succession.

Stunned, surprised, shocked, saddened...

Finally, it slowly transformed into a furious, ferocious expression, clenching its teeth.

"I hate it when people say I'm fat."

.......

Rule Seven: [Rule]

Bending over is prohibited, and entering the guest room named "He Room" is also prohibited.

.......

Sensing a suppressed, intense, and eerie aura about to erupt from Chen Chen, Lu Ye reached out and patted the other's hand.

"Relax, I'll do it."

[Kirishima Yukino's favorability towards you -10.]

Ignoring the flashing red warning, Lu Ye slowly bent down and reached for the soup spoon that had fallen on the carpet.

Because of possession, the view in front of me was completely upside down.

Beneath the dark dining table, a giant ghost face huddled in the shadows, staring at him expressionlessly.

A chilling smile slowly, very slowly, appeared on his withered, pale face.

This face is exactly the same as that of the incompetent husband, but it is no longer dull and full of malice.

Behind the faces, in the dimly visible, empty corridor, are several open doors.

From each door, a grotesque and terrifying face peeked out crookedly, staring in the same direction.

The moment my fingers finally reached the spoon.

Countless ghostly hands emerged from under the carpet, grabbed his wrists, and dragged him downwards.

........

"Your spoon."

Riku finally picked up the soup spoon, slid it across the table and pushed it in front of Kirishima Yukino, stopping right at the edge of the table.

Chen Chen lowered his voice and asked softly, "What did you see when you bent over?"

From his perspective, Lu only paused for a moment when he bent down, and then his hand seemed to briefly pass through the void, picking up the soup spoon in the blink of an eye.

Everything else seems to be exactly the same.

The only anomaly.

Just as Chen Chen reached for the soup spoon, he vaguely saw many red lines flashing between Lu Ye's fingers.

If you're not careful, you might think you're seeing things.

"you guess?"

"......"

"I'm stuffed."

Riku finished the last sip of red wine in his glass, stood up contentedly, and looked at Kirishima Yukino across from him.

"What's next? An after-dinner game?"

Kirishima Yukino smiled gently: "Yes, guest."

"Hurry up, I'm sleepy from eating."

Lu also got up and walked towards the lounge.

On the table in front of him were thirteen dishes, twelve of which were completely devoured.

Only one item remained unmoved, sitting there perfectly intact.

That was pan-fried monkfish liver.

The person who eats it will end up chewing their own liver.

"The guests are enjoying their meal very much."

[Kirishima Yukino's favorability towards you -15.]