Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 357

Chapter 357: Potential Stepmother

The sleek hovercar glided to a halt at the private entrance of the exclusive nightclub, its engines whispering to a stop. The door swung open with an almost inaudible hiss, and out stepped Xiang Yu, his presence commanding immediate attention. His regal aura seemed to shimmer in the ambient light, a dazzling figure of authority and charisma.

Following close behind were Lian and Mei, each a vision of elegance and confidence. Lian, dressed in a perfectly tailored suit that accentuated her statuesque form, moved with the grace of a panther. Her red pumps clicked softly against the pavement, their vibrant hue a striking contrast to her composed demeanour. Every detail of her attire spoke of sophistication and power, a woman who could navigate any room with ease.

Mei, in a stunning yellow dress that flowed like liquid sunshine, was the embodiment of radiance. Her high ponytail swayed with each step, adding a touch of playful elegance to her look. The dress hugged her figure in all the right places, and its colour seemed to capture and reflect the glow of the city lights, making her a beacon of brightness amidst the night.

As the trio made their entrance, a ripple of awe spread through the modest crowd gathered at the private entrance. Conversations faltered, and heads turned, drawn by the magnetic presence of Xiang Yu, Lian, and Mei. Though the entrance was not as bustling as the main one, it held enough spectators to create a palpable sense of admiration.

With an air of indifference, Xiang Yu led the way, his stride confident and purposeful. Lian and Mei flanked him, their own elegance enhancing his commanding presence. Together, they formed an imposing trio that seemed to move as one, their steps in perfect harmony.

The soft murmur of whispers and the subtle rustle of fabric accompanied them as they passed. Even in this exclusive corner of the nightclub, their arrival was nothing short of a spectacle. Xiang Yu’s determined gaze was fixed ahead, his mind focused on his meeting with the princess of the Federation, but he couldn’t ignore the admiring glances and hushed praises that followed them.

The manager hurried over, his shoes clicking sharply against the polished floor. He led them swiftly to their private suite reserved entirely by the original Xiang Yu, his demeanour professional yet eager. Xiang Yu adjusted his cufflinks, the glint of silver catching the light.

"Invite some active people inside the outer room," he commanded, his voice firm. "Give them as much to drink as they want, on me." Xiang Yu did this because he didn’t want anyone to overhear their conversations. The noise of the people partying in the outer room would drown out anything they would be discussing in private.

The manager nodded, understanding the unspoken weight behind the request

The two hosts assigned to the suite opened the door guiding them in side. The man with the scar tried to follow, but Xiang Yu turned sharply. "You all wait outside," he ordered.

The scarred man’s displeasure was palpable; he had been commanded to remain with Xiang Yu at all times. Yet, under Xiang Yu’s fierce gaze that was cold and unyielding like a striking viper, he relented.

The heavy doors closed behind them, sealing off the outside world. "Hex, scan the room for any hidden surveillance," Xiang Yu instructed. The AI’s voice broke the silence, reassuring yet concise. "Yu Yu, it’s clean."

Lian, ever the bundle of energy, bounced onto the plush couch. "This place is nice!" she exclaimed, her eyes wide with excitement. Mei followed with a more reserved nod. "Very nice, but there are too many people."

Xiang Yu settled into a seat, folding his hands. "You two should be on your best behaviour in front of the princess."

Lian laughed lightly. "Master, it’s as though you are about to introduce us to our stepmother."

"You shh your mouth," Mei hissed, glancing nervously at Xiang Yu. "If Big Brother hears you say that, he might misunderstand master."

Xiang Yu chuckled softly, a hint of mischief in his eyes. "Your big brother didn’t even reply to my messages. What kind of husband does that."