Despite his unwillingness and the disgust in his eyes, Omir turned around.
What entered Omir and the others' eyes was a girl who was almost 2 meters tall. She also had long white hair and gray eyes.
In terms of looks, the girl was not ugly, but she was definitely not beautiful. She might be a little tall, but the members of the Poseidon family had always been in good shape.
The only thing that made it hard for the boy to accept was that this girl was rather sturdy. Even though she was wearing a gown that was overflowing with color and was so beautiful, it couldn't hide the lines of her muscles, giving off a somewhat discordant feeling.
With a single glance, Omir's heart rumbled with disgust.
With a second glance, anger exploded in Omir's heart again.
She was wearing the gown that Omir had given to Higan! Why was the gown with her?
The successive blows turned Omir's anger into a raging inferno, instantly burning away his rationality.
He strode towards the girl without a care in the world. The girl looked at Omir's approaching figure with a shy expression on her face.
Other than the dull-witted, everyone at the scene could tell that the girl liked Omir a little.
But what about Omir and the girl? His attitude was worth ruminating over.
No one would have thought that a normal dinner would turn into such a mess. What was Omir trying to do when he walked over to the girl?
While everyone was guessing, Omir was already standing in front of the girl.
Who was the girl? She was also a core disciple of the Poseidon family. Her name was Debar. As a matter of fact, the Poseidon family only allowed intermarriage within the family. According to the rules, Debar should be Omir's wife.
However, Omir had always despised Debar from the bottom of his heart. His preference was very straightforward: beautiful women! Beautiful women! Beautiful women!
How could he fall in love with Debar? He even teased Debar in private that she was as strong as a bull.
Even though Debar did not want to be like that, her talent and the direction of her cultivation resulted in her physique.
There was no doubt that Debra had heard of Omir's joke, but she did not blame Omir. From the moment she knew that Omir would be her future husband according to the rules, she felt very different about Omir.
After all, she did not know about Omir's misdeeds. In her eyes, Omir was just a little arrogant.
In her soft heart, Debra still admired the tall, handsome, and talented Omir. She even secretly felt inferior and thought that she was not worthy of Omir.
In the end, she received the dress last night. There was a note in the gift box that said, "Come to the banquet tomorrow."
It was her aunt's idea to follow Omir to the Isle of Sea Tears. It was also Omir's mother's idea.
However, she had always been ignored by Omir. Coupled with her introverted personality, many servants on the Ocean Tear Island didn't even know of her existence.
She was wondering if she should give up the hopeless love in her heart. Even if she was supposed to be Omir's wife according to the rules, the rules were dead, and people were alive. Not everyone in the tribe obeyed the rules.
But this dress ignited Debra's hope. In the Coral Palace, apart from Omir, who else could give her such a precious dress? Besides, not many people knew of her existence.
She mustered her courage to dress up and put on the incomparably beautiful dress. She twitched for a long time before she arrived at the banquet on time.
She only had eyes for Omir, so she noticed him at first glance.
Although she did not know why Omir was so angry, when she saw the dress on Omir, Debra's heart melted.
Even an idiot could tell that Omir's dress matched the one she was wearing.
Her cousin, finally … All the tender feelings in Debra's heart turned into courage. She called out to her cousin loudly.
Omir stopped and looked straight at her.
In Debra's memory, Omir had never looked at her like this before. She shyly lowered her head.
She knew Omir was walking towards her. What was next? Was he going to announce something in front of everyone?
Despite her introverted personality, Debra was still a core member of the tribe. She more or less knew that the family attached great importance to this young man's voyage.
Besides, the people gathered here were all prodigies from the mainland. If Omir were to announce something on such an occasion, it would be very romantic and thoughtful.
Debra's heart was about to jump out of her chest. Although she lowered her head, she saw Omir stop and his feet were less than a meter away from her.
It was the first time she was so close to him! Debra's face was burning. She wanted to smile and cry at the same time.
But in the next second, Debar felt a hand firmly, ruthlessly, and mercilessly strangling her neck!
The sudden attack caught Debra off guard and she coughed a few times.
She looked up helplessly in a panic and saw Omir's angry face and the undisguised disgust in his eyes.
"Take it off!" Omir yelled loudly. Given his current emotions, he was too lazy to think about why the dress was on Debra.
He wanted to turn everything around and change everything. He had never been so unhappy before.
What?! Debra looked at Omir in disbelief.
He told me to take it off here? Take it off? Take it off in front of everyone?
"Take it off! Didn't you hear me? What right do you have to wear this dress? Who gave it to you? " Because he shouted too hard, the veins on Omir's forehead were bulging. His face was twisted with rage and his eyes were merciless.
A teardrop fell from the corner of Debra's eye. She understood what Omir meant. This dress was not meant for her at all. Omir even thought that she would stain the dress if she wore it!
With her neck choked, she could not speak at all. The introverted and weak Debra did not even know how to resist Omir.
"Young master, please calm down. Shouldn't we investigate the matter first?" It was at that moment, the butler rushed out and stood beside Omir.
Debra's identity was also honorable, not much lower than Omir's. What if something happened to Debra here? On top of that, it would be a scandal in the family, and it would be a scandal in front of everyone.
Everyone present was a young man, and their hearts were not as worldly. They were hot-blooded people who followed the good and evil instincts.
Many of them looked at Omir coldly. Wasn't this too much of a bully? Letting a girl undress in front of him?
Tang Ling put the fish bone down and simply picked up a tablecloth to wipe his hands. He did not look at Omir, but he noticed a rare trace of anger and disgust on Higan's face beside him.
"Do you hate him?" Tang Ling asked Higan softly.
"Disgusting." Higan's answer was unusually direct. At the same time, she was also puzzled. Why would the dress be worn by the helpless girl in the middle of the hall? Did the aunty from the hotel do something?
It should not be! The aunty from the hotel did not have the ability to cause such an incident.
Higan was smart and sensitive. She was usually too lazy to think. She used to be uninterested in everything, but now, she had gotten used to following Tang Ling around.
However, when she thought about it, she realized that something was not right. She turned to Tang Ling and asked, "Do you know about it?"
Tang Ling pouted and did not deny it.
"I don't know what you're trying to do. You shouldn't have left an innocent girl helpless. "It was the first time Higan expressed her dissatisfaction at Tang Ling.
Han Xing was a little shocked when he saw the reaction. He muttered softly, "So, even Higan has her own thoughts about Tang Ling?"
Tang Ling and Higan heard it and glared at Han Xing at the same time. Han Xing quietly moved aside.
Tang Ling looked at Higan and said softly, "There will be fairness. But it's not a good thing to let her suffer a little now. "
Higan did not say anything. She knew Tang Ling had a point. However, in front of her cold rationality, the scene before her made her feel indignant.
That was how the others felt, so what did Debs feel? Perhaps only she knew the answer to that question.
The butler's words did not calm Omir down.
Even though Omir usually kept his distance from Dibble because of her identity, he would not embarrass her in public or make things difficult for her.
Omir's only attitude towards Dibble was to ignore her. Was it also a silent resistance to his mother?
At that moment, the consecutive defeats and humiliation made Omir lose his rationality, so how could he calm down?
He pushed the butler away and glared at Dibble coldly. "I'll talk! Take it off! Otherwise, I'll kill you! "
Right after he said that, the quiet banquet hall erupted in boos. Some of the young men wanted to say something or go up to stop Dibble, but their calm and rational companions held them back.
However, the boos agitated Omir even more. He tightened his grip. If Dibble did not take off her dress, he would really kill her.
The butler could no longer hold back his disgust for the stupid young master, but he could not show it at all. All he could do was softly advise, "If you want to change, go back to the house. Young master, the banquet is still going on. "
"F * ck off!" Omir roared at the butler and finally let go of Debra's neck. Instead, he grabbed Debra's arm and dragged her to the dining table in a few steps.
He did not care about the food and drinks on the table or the precious utensils. He tore the tablecloth away.
Like throwing a tablecloth in front of a pile of rubbish, the tablecloth was thrown over Debra's body, covering her from head to toe.
"I'll give you a minute. Take it off right now!"
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