Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group Chapter 1122: 1097: Ravenous Appetite

Litchi Spicy Grilled Fish Delivery?

The eyes of Noble Consort Yang sparkled with excitement.

Didn't I just wish for some tasty litchi dish?

Has my wish actually been granted?

Li Longji was on the verge of commanding his guards to seize Ye Chen when Noble Consort Yang swiftly intervened.

“Emperor, this man is the one I called for.”

“Beloved Consort, you summoned him?”

Before Noble Consort Yang could respond, Ye Chen nodded and declared, “Correct, I'm here to bring food to the consort.”

With that, Ye Chen offered the takeout container using both hands.

Li Longji gestured for his attendants to retrieve the takeout box and inspect it cautiously.

They gazed at the items within, utterly baffled by what they saw.

Noble Consort Yang anticipated a feast upon opening the box, yet found these unfamiliar objects instead.

In this ancient era, such items were completely unknown to them, leaving them puzzled after prolonged examination.

Noble Consort Yang furrowed her brow, her face showing clear disappointment at the gleaming box.

“You insolent peasant, how dare you deceive me? Seize him and behead him!” Li Longji roared in fury.

The guards shuddered, aware that provoking the Emperor's wrath meant dire consequences for someone.

“Allow me to speak first, then execute me if you must,” Ye Chen pleaded urgently while gripped by the guards.

He had no intention of dying over a mere delivery.

Noble Consort Yang hastily added, “Indeed, Your Majesty, hold off on killing him. Hear him out first. If he's deceitful, you can end him afterward.”

Observing his favorite consort's plea, Li Longji reluctantly agreed.

He instructed the guards to escort Ye Chen closer, though maintaining a safe gap.

After all, Ye Chen's bizarre attire suggested he could be a spy from an enemy nation.

Nevertheless, his guards could easily subdue this peculiar intruder before any threat emerged.

That concern didn't trouble him in the least.

Ye Chen wore a sour look, inwardly grumbling that he'd graciously delivered their order only to face such treatment.

“Emperor, if this is how you'll handle me, just execute me now,” Ye Chen snapped, his own temper flaring.

“Fine then, drag him off and behead him,” Li Longji ordered sharply.

Ye Chen's defiance had blatantly challenged his sovereign power, igniting his rage completely.

Before the guards could haul Ye Chen away, Noble Consort Yang coquettishly whined, “Your Majesty, why such haste? I know you've found a new favorite and no longer care if I starve, even after days without food, haven't you?”

Only moments earlier, the phrase “Litchi Spicy Grilled Fish” had stirred his interest.

Li Longji promptly replied, “Alright, alright, bring this pesky commoner forward and withdraw. Strike at once if he shows any odd behavior to safeguard the Emperor.”

He turned to Noble Consort Yang and asked, “Beloved Consort, does this please you now?”

Since Noble Consort Yang was his cherished consort, he couldn't bear her displeasure.

Ye Chen had anticipated this dynamic, remaining unconcerned about his safety.

Guided by the guards, Ye Chen advanced.

He proceeded as directed, opening the foil container, placing it on the metal stand, and igniting the alcohol burner.

Spotting the litchis inside, Noble Consort Yang beamed with delight, the enticing scent making her salivate.

For days, Noble Consort Yang had languished in gloom, causing Li Longji great distress.

His every attempt to cheer her had failed.

Now, witnessing his beloved consort's joyful expression return, Li Longji felt immense happiness.

After verifying no poison with a silver needle, Noble Consort Yang reached for a piece of fish.

“Hold on, Consort. This grilled fish requires heating first for optimal flavor,” Ye Chen interjected promptly.

Noble Consort Yang compliantly set her chopsticks aside, though the anticipation tormented her.

As the sauce in the foil bubbled vigorously, its fragrance permeated the surroundings.

Suddenly, Noble Consort Yang's hunger surged back, urging her to dig in.

This time, Ye Chen offered no objection.

Noble Consort Yang devoured bite after bite, unable to stop.

It surpassed any dish she'd tasted before, crafted with litchi no less.

Seeing his beloved consort's ecstasy, Li Longji picked up his chopsticks and sampled a morsel.

The tender fish melded with the savory broth, exploding with flavor on his tongue.

“Incredible, incredible! This is a true gourmet treasure!” Li Longji praised, grinning widely.

Noting Noble Consort Yang's rapturous eating, he limited himself to a tiny portion.

She hadn't eaten properly for days and had grown noticeably gaunt.

This moment was ideal for her to feast heartily.

“Your Majesty, this fish is absolutely divine,” Noble Consort Yang remarked happily.

Now, nothing remained in the box except fish bones.

In truth, while Noble Consort Yang dined, the palace servants and guards gulped enviously.

The irresistible aroma kept assaulting their senses.

Watching her savor it while they stood by helpless was agonizing torment.

“You'll receive a grand reward: ten thousand taels of gold and a hundred acres of prime farmland,” Li Longji announced smilingly.

Gold held little appeal for Ye Chen, but fertile land sounded valuable.

As he mulled this over, Noble Consort Yang grinned and declared, “I have a reward for you too.”

Ye Chen pondered what treasure the Imperial Consort might bestow.

Perhaps catching his confused look, Noble Consort Yang explained with a smile, “You'll get a Beauty Pill, which enhances beauty and restores youth.”

Though not especially eager, Ye Chen figured free was free, so why refuse?

Suddenly, a voice resounded in Ye Chen's mind.

[Delivery complete. Wormhole activates in three minutes. Seek a private spot to return to reality.]

Ye Chen stated, “Emperor, Consort, I must attend to other duties. Hopefully, we meet again soon.”

Despite his words, Ye Chen knew repeats were unlikely with the system's random assignments.

As Ye Chen departed on his strange vehicle from the Imperial Palace, Li Longji and the rest stood in stunned confusion.

This encounter with the genuine Emperor felt worlds apart from TV depictions.

Up close, Li Longji radiated commanding imperial majesty, instilling awe and fear.

Ye Chen guided his electric scooter into a quiet alleyway.

The wormhole appeared, and Ye Chen stepped through.

Instantly, he emerged back in the real world via the wormhole, fortunate no onlookers caught the spectacle.

He strolled to the VIP area and resumed his seat next to Song Xiaoxiao.

By then, the annual meeting drew to a close.

Upon conclusion, the event staff and director hurried over to intercept Ye Chen.

“What's going on?” Ye Chen inquired.

“Boss Ye, we're truly sorry once more for the earlier incident,” they apologized.

Noticing the deference, Song Xiaoxiao queried curiously,

“Why show such respect to Ye Chen?”