Ignoring the commotion, Leyvi sent a sound transmission to Fisherwomen, his voice calm and polite, "Miss Fisherwomen, would you do me the honor of meeting me at a nearby restaurant after the award ceremony? I have something I wish to discuss with you in private."

Fisherwomen's heart skipped a beat at the sound of his voice in her head. The audacity of the man to ask for a meeting in such a manner! But she couldn't help the smile that tugged at the corners of her lips. She was both flustered and thrilled by his directness. "Why, Mr. Leyan, are you asking me out on a date?" she teased, her voice sweet and playful.

In her mind, she was already envisioning a steamy encounter. The strong manly face, the rough touch of his hands, the passionate kisses that could melt away her worries. Her thoughts grew more explicit, her cheeks flushing a deep shade of pink. It had been a long time since she had felt such desire, and being a single woman for a long time, she couldn't help but expect something from the man who showed interest in her.

"A date? Well, you could say that. I'll treat you to a nice dinner." He replied nonchalantly. Leyvi walked to Stripey and sent him back to the spirit beast bag. It must have been a great shock for him to pass out like this.

Meanwhile, back at his seat, Leyvi was wondering why Fisherwomen's face was redder than a ripe tomato. He had only asked for a meeting to talk about the mantis shrimp, not to make her blush like that. Furthermore, why would a bold woman like her, who dared to flash her areola in public be blushing? This doesn't make any sense.

The award ceremony went smoothly. Fisherwomen received her prize, the Beast Tamer Qi-Sharing Pair Rings and Leyvi got the Metallic Durian. Kael Stormfang received his third-place prize, a bottle of low-grade Spirit Beast Physical Boost Pill but he wasn't particularly excited about it, after all the pills weren't rare for his family.

The crowd was still talking about the anticlimactic final battle. Some were joking that the monkey had stage fright and some were accusing the organizers of match fixing.

Fisherwomen took a moment to appreciate her prize. It was a beautiful set of rings, each adorned with intricate carvings of beasts that seemed to dance and frolic around the band. She hoped these rings would help her mantis shrimp, Reddie reach the high-level demonic beast. The rings were like a gift to her from Leyvi, after all, he conceded the match for her sake.

She continued to misunderstand the situation.

Her thoughts drifted back to the upcoming dinner date. His black hair that was tied in a ponytail, his sharp jawline, and piercing eyes, combined with his sometimes goofy, sometimes nonchalant, sometimes manly attitude, was something she hadn't encountered before. Fisherwomen felt a mix of excitement and nervousness as she thought about the evening ahead.

Fisherwomen's skin was as dark as the night sky, kissed by the moon's gentle glow, which contrasted with the vibrant, afro hair that crowned her head with two intricate braids that framed her beautiful face.

Her body was toned from years of physical activities she did to support her cultivations, her curves accentuated by the elegant outfit that she wore. It was a testament to her unique sense of style that she could look both fierce and alluring at the same time. Her sides were exposed, revealing a portion of the heavenly mounds.

Leyvi met up with Lilian and the rest after the crowd dispersed. Lilian jumped and hugged Leyvi acting like a little girl but her huge mountains had swallowed his head. Leyvi knew she would only get this excited if it was related to her gardening activity.

Leyvi took out the Metallic Durian. He couldn't believe how heavy this fruit was when he received it. Leyvi understood why it was called a Metallic Durian, the husk was literally a metal. Not only was it very heavy, it was also extremely hard. He wasn't sure why Lilian wanted this fruit so badly. Does it taste good?

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"Thank you, darling," Lilian said with the sound transmission, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She took the fruit gently from his hands and inspected it closely. The weight, the hardness, it was perfect! She couldn't wait to surprise Leyvi when they spar again.

Sayu and Hana were excited when they saw Lilian hug Leyvi like that. They couldn't wait to be Leyvi's woman and get spoiled like that too. Although they were just a maid right now, after being fed dreams and hope by Anda time after time, they only had Leyvi in their heart and prepared their bodies for him.

"What are you going to do with that fruit, Madam Lilian?" Sayu asked curiously, leaning in to get a closer look.

Lilian gave a mysterious smile and a wink. "It's a secret," she said, a glint of mischief in her eyes.

Leyvi was curious but didn't ask further. He had seen that look before. It usually meant she had some new crazy idea for her gardening projects. He turned to Sayu and Hana, "Take care of your Madams, bring them back to the homestay first. I need to settle something after this."

Lilian, Layla, Sayu, and Hana then walked back to the homestay while chatting with each other in excitement. They had fun the whole day. As for what matters Leyvi needed to do after this? They didn't ask, he was the head of the family after all. Even if Leyvi was meeting with other women, with their Big Madam Anda's personality, she might even encourage him.

Walking to the nearby restaurant, the aroma of various dishes filled the air, and the soft murmur of conversations and clinking of dishes could be heard from within. The place was bustling with life, filled with cultivators of different sects and backgrounds enjoying their meals. It was a place where one could find almost every exotic ingredient in the region, and the chefs were known for their ability to prepare them to perfection.

As soon as Leyvi stepped through the entrance, his eyes scanned the room, looking for Fisherwomen. He spotted her at a corner table, her dark skin seemingly glowing under the warm candlelight. She sat there with a serene smile, her curves accentuated by the form-fitting dress she wore. Her posture was one of poise and confidence, and she seemed to be enjoying the gentle music that played in the background.

Leyvi approached the table with a puzzled look on his face. The atmosphere felt... off. It was definitely more romantic than he had anticipated for a simple dinner to discuss spirit beasts. Did she misunderstand his intentions? The way she looked at him, the way she played with the hem of her dress, it was as if she were expecting something more. Did she really want to devour him? Leyvi gulped.

"Ah, Mr. Leyan, I've been waiting for you," Fisherwomen said, her eyes sparkling as she stood up to greet him.

"Please, call me Leyvi. 'Mr. Leyan' sounds so formal," he said with a smile, taking a seat across from her. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous. This wasn't a usual dinner for him, especially not with someone he had just met under such peculiar circumstances.

"And you, Miss Fisherwomen, may I know your real name?" he asked, trying to keep his tone casual.

Nala's smile grew even wider, her eyes sparkling like the stars above. "Ah, you wish to know my true name? It's Nala," she said, her voice as smooth as silk.

Oh my god, he's really into me! Oh, I missed the feeling of being desired. Please take me to a Love Hotel fast. Ah no, I'm not a casual woman. We need to become a couple first. After that, I'll let him touch me. Before that, I'll only flash him my nipples. Yup, yup. Nala was having a weird internal dialogue with herself.

Leyvi was dumbfounded. What is wrong with this woman? Why are her nipples suddenly hardening and poking out from her outfit?

"Ah, I mean, that's a beautiful name," he stuttered, trying to keep his eyes on her face.

Nala noticed his gaze wandering and chuckled to herself. She had seen his reaction to her earlier stunt and knew he was not used to such forwardness. "So, what do you wish to discuss, Leyvi?" she asked, her voice a mix of curiosity and flirtation.

Leyvi cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure. "Well, Miss Nala, I was actually hoping to borrow your mantis shrimp, for a bit. I need its help with something."

Her fantasy shattered like a glass pane hit by a meteor. This dinner wasn't what she had in mind. "My...Reddie? Not me?" she asked, her eyes and mouth opened wide. Her body went limp on the chair, disappointed.

"Ah, no no no. Not you, I mean, you are also important," he corrected quickly, realizing his mistake.

Leyvi's reply was akin to rubbing salt into the wound. It made her more depressed. She lost to her own spirit beast!