Chapter 91

Chapter 6: Etiquette Imitation

"Please show your invitation, sir!" Even though Ye Qi walked up, the Nord family's waiter still politely gestured to him; after Ye Qi took out the invitation sent by the family, the waiter bowed deeply and made a gesture to invite him in: "Please follow me!"

"The gathering hall is right this way!" The waiter pointed towards the crimson velvet carpet and then bowed to take his leave: "If you need anything, you can call any of the waiters around. I'm sure they will serve you wholeheartedly!"

Stepping forward, Ye Qi looked at the distant, grand, and magnificent building, the rows of crystal decorations, and various statues, which made him feel as if he were visiting a palace again. Especially the soft and comfortable velvet underfoot; according to what Ye Qi knew, these things were transported from the distant East, expensive, and usually cut into clothes by the rich. The more extravagant would use them as curtains or bed canopies in the main bedroom, but it was the first time Ye Qi had seen the Nord family lay out a nearly hundred-meter-long velvet carpet to welcome guests.

"Are you feeling the extravagance of the large families, excessive?" Guai Lang's voice slowly echoed in his ear: "This is the benefit of wealth. Remember to do exactly as I say, or you will definitely become a laughingstock of the entire Bay Area's upper class!"

"Why are you helping me unconditionally? What's your real purpose?" Passing through the main door of the hall, Ye Qi glanced at the hall large enough to be a soccer field, found a corner to sit down, and immediately asked in his mind—he didn't believe that Guai Lang would help him so kindly, especially without any benefit. The only explanation for this situation was that the other party had a bigger plan or would gain a greater benefit. Guai Lang's dry laughter sounded: "How could that be? We are companions! We share in both glory and disgrace!"

Companions?

Ye Qi curled his lips in disdain—anyone saying this, he would consider the truth of their words, but only Guai Lang, this demon, he would immediately deny without any consideration. After all, if it weren't for the system's protection, he would have been signed to a soul contract by the other party, becoming a puppet with thoughts. Even though the subsequent transactions brought him help, the other party also gained benefits. He understood very clearly that the other party always centered everything around interests. The other party's willingness to help him actively must have something to do with some benefit he didn't understand.

As for companions? Companions in a demon's mouth are generally used for betrayal, right?

Tapping his fingers on the armrest, Ye Qi leaned comfortably back in the chair, pondering what the other party was plotting. However, Ye Qi's thoughts were interrupted by Guai Lang's sudden voice.

"Damn! What are you doing? Remember what I said before we came? How embarrassing!" Guai Lang sharply mocked Ye Qi, with a tone of disappointment: "This is someone's birthday party, not your lounge. Even though it's just a simple private gathering, it's an opportunity for invited guests to show themselves to the circle! What was that move just now? Are you old? Do you need the chair back to support your weak body?"

"Sit up straight now, and put away the disdain on your face. It's very impolite and will be seen as a challenge... Pick up the teacup in front of you, but not so directly; follow the illusion in your mind, watch how the illusion drinks tea, pay attention to the movements... Drink slowly, relax your expression... Don't stare at the cup, use your peripheral vision..." A holographic image based on Ye Qi's appearance suddenly appeared in his mind, demonstrating various actions step by step—although he didn't want to pay attention to Guai Lang, when he noticed a few people standing around giving him strange and disdainful looks, he had to follow the example. Ye Qi's imitation ability was pretty good, but Guai Lang was still unsatisfied: "That's enough for now! Yes, smile at those people looking at you, be subtle and proud... Idiot! Not a sneer, do you want to provoke a duel before the party? Yes, that's right, look at them levelly..."

After seeing Ye Qi's smile, the few people around nodded in greeting and returned their attention to their own circles. Once no one was paying attention, Ye Qi lowered his head slightly and spoke to Guai Lang: "Bastard? Idiot? It seems you really value this party! Tell me why? Although I don't like being a laughingstock, I don't mind leaving early..."

"The Nord surname represents the sea in ancient language..." Guai Lang's explanation was interrupted: "Someone is coming, we'll talk later!"

Even without seeing Guai Lang's face, Ye Qi could feel the relief in his voice—he knew that after this opportunity to force the other party to speak, it wouldn't be easy to get the other party to tell the truth again. Although the other party hadn't yet shown any "defaulting" or other bad behavior, it didn't mean they wouldn't do it...

"Hello, are you Mr. Ye Qi?" A young man stood in front of Ye Qi, looking at him curiously: "Can I sit down?"

"Yes, of course!"

The etiquette illusion in his mind didn't stop, and Ye Qi nodded to the young man as he had learned.

"Great! Mr. Ye Qi, do you know..." The young man, seeing Ye Qi nod, happily sat down opposite him and started talking non-stop. After a while, he suddenly remembered something and said awkwardly: "Ah! Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Gofa Nord!"

"Pleased to meet you, Gofa!"

Although he didn't care who the other person was, Ye Qi still said politely.

"Likewise, Mr. Ye Qi!" Gofa continued to talk non-stop: "What did you feel when you faced the black-robed priest of the Church? Was the witch beautiful? And..."

A series of questions made Ye Qi pause, but he then shook his head and smiled bitterly in his mind—the Church's propaganda was effective, even a teenager of fourteen or fifteen had heard these distorted rumors. However, in the face of the young man's curiosity, he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Fortunately, the official start time of the banquet had arrived, sparing Ye Qi an awkward moment.

"Mr. Ye Qi, I have to leave first!" Unlike Ye Qi, Gofa looked a bit reluctant and asked as he left: "Shall we go to the lounge on the second floor later? I'll introduce my sister to you!"

Only after Ye Qi nodded in agreement did the other person smile and walk towards the center of the hall; a middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses stood there, looking refined and gentle.

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