Mr. Quy’s family walked over, everyone warm and composed, carrying the calm demeanor of a family long experienced in the service industry. Mr. Quy greeted everyone politely, his voice deep and proper:

  – “It’s rare to have a chance to meet everyone like this. Today is the wedding of a close friend’s daughter, so I instructed the staff very carefully, from the technical team to the chefs. Anh Th?, are you satisfied with the stage decoration?”

  Anh Th? smiled and bowed slightly in a polite manner:

  – “Yes, thank you so much. The stage design matches exactly the theme I like.”

  Mrs. Lan nodded, her smile gentle:

  – “As long as you like it, we’re happy. Everything is made with premium fresh flowers, all carefully selected.”

  Noticing that many people’s gazes were unconsciously drifting toward My, carrying barely concealed discomfort, Mr. Quy immediately stepped in tactfully:

  – “Our family will go inside first. I need to make a round to check and remind the staff to serve the guests well.”

  Mrs. Lan understood her husband’s intent and lightly tugged her daughter’s arm:

  – “Go inside and take photos. The design team did a beautiful job inside.”

  But My kept glancing around, her eyes clearly searching for a familiar figure. She suddenly asked, her voice tinged with impatience:

  – “Did Mr. D?ng’s family invite Trúc Di?n today?”

  Ti?n immediately understood and subtly reminded her, glancing toward Tu?n:

  – “Your future husband is standing right here, yet you’re looking around for another man?”

  My hurried to explain, her tone somewhat stiff:

  – “I was just asking as a friend. If I don’t see him, I ask. What’s wrong with that?”

  Din cleared his throat lightly:

  – “Maybe Trúc Di?n and his fiancée haven’t arrived yet.”

  Yin curled his lips into a half-smile, deliberately provoking:

  – “They’ll come eventually. Going out with your lover, stopping by somewhere along the way — that’s normal.”

  The little devils, Trang, and Chen all covered their mouths and laughed. The atmosphere suddenly turned half-joking, half-serious — just enough to make the listener uneasy.

  Erion joined in calmly:

  – “Tu?n and Miss My should go take photos. The design team put so much effort into creating the concept — leaving it unused would be a waste.”

  My clearly understood that everyone present was deliberately teasing her. But she couldn’t argue back, so she could only suppress her anger, turn around, and walk into the hall. Tu?n followed behind, his expression far from pleasant. He no longer had feelings for My, but for the sake of business interests, he had no choice but to endure it. Mr. and Mrs. Quy also quickly followed inside.

  Watching the scene, Huy secretly laughed to himself:

  – “She’s totally obsessed with Trúc Di?n, the classic type who wants two at once.”

  Deep glanced around:

  – “Hey, where’s Charles? Didn’t he come with you guys?”

  Din replied quietly:

  – “The professor is outside on the phone. Probably someone from the university calling.”

  Ti?n nodded:

  – “Whatever. But where’s Mrs. T?? I don’t see her.”

  M? Linh explained:

  – “She went to pick up the bride this morning. When she got home, she felt dizzy, so she stayed back to rest.”

  Mr. Tín showed concern:

  – “Probably heat exhaustion.”

  Erion lowered his voice:

  – “I already know what’s about to happen.”

  Din responded, his tone turning heavy:

  – “Absolutely. There’s no doubt about it anymore.”

  Just as Erion had predicted, from afar a group of people appeared amid the bustling flow of guests. Leading the group was Trúc Di?n, followed by Lita, H?ng Nhung, Arian, V?nh the Master, and four Serpent Clan agents, walking steadily, their presence restrained yet sharp and chilling.

  However, what truly left many people stunned was the appearance of two completely unexpected faces — Phong Túc and Bách Di?n.

  The two striking men walked side by side, their aura resembling divine beings stepping out of legend. Phong Túc retained his already flawless appearance; only his distinctive dual-colored eyes had been concealed by illusion magic, now appearing as a warm chestnut brown. Bách Di?n was similar — his sharp beauty more restrained, yet his entire being exuded a dangerous, indescribable presence.

  Erion shot them a brief sideways glance, his voice lowered so only those beside him could hear:

  – “I knew a scene like this would happen.”

  Din curled his lips into a faint smile:

  – “That Huy, crafty as a centipede spirit… something big is about to go down.”

  From afar, C?u D?ng lit up with joy and stepped forward, but the moment his gaze landed on the two unfamiliar faces, his smile froze:

  – “Trúc Di?n and everyone have arrived… but why are there…”

  Before he could finish his sentence, C?u D?ng felt dizzy and hurriedly grabbed Deep’s shoulder to steady himself:

  – “Good heavens… those two guys are insanely handsome. And Erion’s group too… all tycoons, handsome men and beautiful women everywhere.”

  While everyone was still trying to recover, Chen paid no attention to anyone else, his gaze locked firmly on ??i Ng?c — the woman of his dreams, making his heart pound wildly.

  Huy’s family, upon witnessing the scene, grew visibly tense, their expressions tightening. Mr. Tín lowered his voice and spoke to his son:

  – “Those two young men… their spiritual aura is extremely strong. They are also ancient divine beasts, just like Trúc Di?n.”

  Huy turned pale and swallowed hard:

  – “What type of spirit beasts are they, Dad?”

  Mr. Tín narrowed his eyes, observing carefully, his voice sinking:

  – “I’m not sure either, but the power they emit… is no weaker than anyone here.”

  Trúc Di?n’s group had already drawn close. M? Linh startled slightly and quickly called out:

  – “Honey, the guests are here!”

  C?u D?ng snapped back to his senses and hurried forward to greet them:

  – “Welcome, everyone. And… who are these two young men?”

  Trúc Di?n smiled naturally, his tone calm as ever:

  – “They’re relatives of mine. They dropped by unexpectedly today. My apologies for not informing your family in advance.”

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  C?u D?ng waved his hand dismissively, trying to maintain the composure of a host:

  – “No problem at all. I reserved two extra tables anyway.”

  Though overwhelmed by the oppressive aura to the point his heart was racing, M? Linh still forced herself to remain composed, offering a polite social smile:

  – “Please come inside. The ceremony will begin soon.”

  Amid the brilliantly lit wedding hall, the arrival of these forces carrying ancient spiritual energy spread like a silent undercurrent. No one said it aloud, but everyone could feel it — tonight’s banquet would likely be far more than just a simple wedding ceremony.

  Inside the spacious living room, the silence was so complete that only the steady sound of a laptop keyboard echoed through the air. The light from the screen reflected onto Nicolas’s face, making his furrowed brows tighten even more.

  – “Other than this photo… why is there no trace left at all?”

  Standing behind him, Grimm bent forward, staring closely at the flashing notice on the screen indicating that the data did not exist. He frowned deeply, his voice filled with suspicion:

  – “A girl with no profile, no history, no digital footprint at all… who exactly is she?”

  Kane crossed his arms, an uneasy feeling rising in his chest:

  – “Could it be… that she’s a special individual under protection?”

  Nicolas gave a slight nod, his eyes darkening:

  – “A human who leaves absolutely no information on the network… can only be…”

  Grimm continued, his voice dropping noticeably:

  – “…a force from the supernatural world.”

  Kane swallowed hard and cautiously advised:

  – “If she’s connected to a major power… it might be better for you to find someone else, sir.”

  But Nicolas merely let out a faint smile, his confidence bordering on obsession:

  – “Once I want something, I must have it. I spent many years searching for this ideal. I won’t accept defeat.”

  ***

  At the same time, at the Bình Chánh headquarters, seated upon a dragon-and-phoenix-carved throne made of ironwood, Demon King Satan was operating a high-level encrypted laptop. A cold smile curved his lips:

  – “All information related to members of the Satan Royal Family is absolutely classified. I will not allow anything to threaten my family.”

  A secret agent seated before a holographic keyboard stared intently at the curved screen displaying satellite-fed data:

  – “My Lord, the source of the intrusion IP has been confirmed. It is registered under a corporate account.”

  Satan narrowed his eyes slightly, as if already guessing who was behind it:

  – “Put it on the watchlist. I want to see… what tricks he’ll try next.”

  Beside him, the Grand Madam Advisor calmly embroidered a red spider lily, each stitch steady, yet her eyes flashed with a victorious glint:

  – “So that man has revealed himself. Now all that’s left is for the Empress and the Consort to investigate his background more thoroughly. Still… I must admit, he’s quite skilled with technology.”

  Satan cast a brief sideways glance, his eyes never leaving the screen:

  – “The materials he uses originate from the Dark Planet, but his true roots are uncertain.”

  The Grand Madam Advisor paused her hand slightly and tilted her head:

  – “Then… could he be a member of the Satan Royal Family?”

  – “No.” — Satan replied decisively.

  – “Our royal members are strictly controlled. As for technology, on the Dark Planet, nearly every resident is trained from a young age — even outsiders from other planets come to learn. But manufacturing and production remain exclusive to the Royal Family and are never allowed to leak out.”

  The Grand Madam Advisor nodded thoughtfully and resumed her precise stitching:

  – “Then we’ll just monitor him. Sooner or later, he’ll expose himself.”

  Another agent standing before a curved screen spoke up:

  – “My Lord, the social media account that uploaded Princess Trang’s photo has been scanned and processed by the algorithm. The post and all shared copies have been completely deleted.”

  Satan lifted his head, amber-gold eyes flashing with a cold gleam:

  – “That’s still not enough. Send someone to that girl’s house. Erase every photo still stored on her phone.”

  The Grand Madam Advisor added gently:

  – “Remember well — do not leave a single loophole.”

  The agent bowed deeply:

  – “This subordinate obeys.”

  Just as the two secret agents were about to leave to carry out the order, the Grand Madam Advisor’s voice rang out — low, yet heavy with authority.

  – “Wait.”

  The two agents stopped immediately and turned back, bowing deeply:

  – “Does the Madam have further instructions?”

  The Grand Madam Advisor set down her embroidery frame, her gaze turning sharp and cold:

  – “That girl is a friend of Huy the centipede spirit. At this hour, it’s very likely she is also present at the wedding of that man D?ng’s daughter.”

  Demon King Satan burst into loud laughter, the sound echoing throughout the grand hall:

  – “Even better. Let Bách Di?n and Phong Túc take action. Those two are already there.”

  The agents understood at once. One of them spoke immediately:

  – “This subordinate will relay Your Majesty’s command to General Phong Túc and Colonel Bách Di?n at once.”

  ***

  Inside the wedding hall, the space shimmered like something straight out of a fairy tale. The high ceiling glowed with crystal chandeliers, imported fresh flowers formed soft archways, and tones of white, cream, pink, and violet blended into an atmosphere of refined luxury.

  Gentle music flowed through the air, while the lighting was delicately adjusted for each area — every detail befitting a wedding banquet of the elite.

  As My and Tu?n posed for photos in front of the floral backdrop, murmurs began to ripple around them:

  – “Who are those guys? They’re insanely handsome…”

  – “Are they actors or models?”

  – “That one with the long black hair — both romantic and cold at the same time…”

  Hearing this, a name instantly formed in My’s mind. She snapped her head toward the entrance and instinctively exclaimed:

  – “Trúc Di?n.”

  But the words froze on her lips. Before her eyes stood not only Trúc Di?n, but two completely unexpected figures as well.

  – “Who are they… all of them are male gods…” — My whispered, eyes widening.

  Even Tu?n, Mr. Quy, and Mrs. Lan stood stunned for a moment.

  Phong Túc entered first. His height was ideal, his physique perfectly proportioned, fair skin standing out against well-defined muscles. Long black hair flowed naturally down his back, while his sharp V-line face radiated a cold, overwhelming presence. He wore black dress trousers, a neatly tailored white stand-collar shirt, and over it, a gray Japanese haori — both classical and commanding — causing the entire hall to seem to fall into a hushed pause.

  Walking beside him was Bách Di?n, whose looks were no less striking. A silver-gray fitted suit accentuated his balanced frame, short ombre hair fading from black to vivid green at the tips. His baby-faced features carried a hint of boyish charm, sharp eyes paired with a dangerously captivating smile. Slightly shorter than Phong Túc, his muscles were lean yet explosive, creating an allure uniquely his own.

  At the reception area, Anh Tú froze as well, murmuring in disbelief:

  – “Oh my god… what are they doing here…”

  Anh ?ào turned to him, whispering in surprise:

  – “You know them?”

  Anh Tú shook his head:

  – “I mean… our parents don’t know people like this. Who are they? Their aura is terrifying.”

  Mr. ??c and Mrs. Tam, Anh Tú’s parents, were also present in the hall, their eyes unable to hide their astonishment.

  As for My, she felt as if she had stepped into an entirely different world. Up until now, in her mind, Trúc Di?n had been the pinnacle of attractiveness. But the moment Phong Túc and Bách Di?n appeared, every standard she held shattered instantly.

  Her gaze clung to their every step, her heart pounding wildly as a feeling of greed mixed with intense desire surged uncontrollably within her.

  Outside the banquet hall, most of the guests had already arrived. C?u D?ng glanced quickly at his watch, his tone decisive.

  – “It’s time. Let’s go in and get ready.”

  At that moment, Mrs. Nguy?t spotted Charles approaching from a distance and spoke softly:

  – “The professor is here.”

  C?u D?ng hurried forward and took the initiative to shake hands:

  – “Hello, Professor. Please come inside, it’s almost time.”

  Charles smiled politely, his demeanor calm and composed:

  – “Hello everyone. I had a call with some teachers from the university, so I’m a bit late. Hello, you two — this teacher will go in first.”

  Huy and Anh Th? bowed respectfully:

  – “Yes, Professor, please go ahead.”

  After the bride and groom and both families had entered the hall, C?u D?ng and his wife followed behind. M? Linh leaned closer and whispered:

  – “Why do I feel like this professor is unusually close to those business tycoons from the Gothic villa, dear? Could they be doing business together?”

  C?u D?ng nodded thoughtfully, a calculating glint flashing in his eyes:

  – “That’s possible. Who knows? Anyway, who he socializes with is his business — as long as he doesn’t forget about our family.”

  Inside the grand hall, Erion’s group and the little devils had already taken their seats. At the adjacent table sat Trúc Di?n, Arian, and H?ng Nhung. The atmosphere appeared normal, yet an undercurrent of tension lingered beneath the surface.

  At the same moment, Phong Túc’s and Bách Di?n’s phones vibrated simultaneously. They exchanged a glance — one second was enough to understand exactly where the order had come from.

  On stage, the male MC in a neatly tailored suit spoke in a resonant voice:

  – “Ladies and gentlemen, the wedding ceremony of groom Minh Huy and bride Anh Th? will begin shortly. We kindly invite all guests still outside the hall to enter and take their seats so the ceremony may proceed in a dignified manner. Thank you.”

  The murmur throughout the hall quickly subsided as guests returned to their tables one by one.

  At the table, Erion lowered his voice:

  – “What are the two of you preparing to do?”

  Phong Túc replied curtly:

  – “The Lord has given the order. We must erase all images of Princess Trang from the phone of the girl who is friends with Huy.”

  Din understood immediately:

  – “Do you need support from us?”

  Bách Di?n glanced toward the table where the girl with red-highlighted hair was laughing and chatting:

  – “The problem is how to separate her from the crowd.”

  Nh? Phu spoke calmly:

  – “That’s easy. All it takes is a light breeze.”

  Trúc Di?n looked over:

  – “If it’s wind, only Lita can do that.”

  Lita curled her lips, a triumphant look on her face:

  – “Then let me blow this whole wedding apart.”

  Arian immediately shook his head, cutting her off:

  – “No. Don’t touch it. If you go too far, everything will be ruined.”

  Trang frowned slightly, her tone puzzled:

  – “Why would Father want my images erased?”

  Din explained calmly:

  – “Most likely that girl posted the photos online. And someone has noticed.”

  Erion curled his lips, his gaze cold:

  – “Trang’s information isn’t only protected by my father-in-law. The Black Diamond system has also sealed it completely. By now, the post and all its shares should have already been wiped by the algorithm.”

  Bách Di?n asked further:

  – “How many people took photos with the Princess?”

  Trang answered honestly:

  – “Two people. One girl with red-highlighted hair and one with orange hair. But only the red-highlighted girl used her phone to take the pictures.”

  Phong Túc looked toward the two girls in the distance:

  – “I need to check her memory. We must be sure she didn’t store the photos or send them to anyone else.”

  Chen cut in, a little worried:

  – “But phones these days are all locked with fingerprints, Face ID, voice recognition…”

  Phong Túc curved his lips into a half-smile, his voice low and cold:

  – “My disguise technique can perfectly replicate even retinal patterns. Those things… are far too simple for Bách Di?n and me.”

  While on stage the lights slowly converged in preparation for the solemn ceremony, beneath the lavish banquet tables, a silent intervention had already begun — unnoticed by any of the guests, the bride, or the groom.