The royal family, nobles and civilians all began to evacuate the Royal Arena!
"Emperor Dia's nephew, I will entertain the ministers at Huiyan Pavilion tonight. I hope that Emperor Dia's nephew can come!"
Hai Wuya was in a good mood and had already ordered a banquet for the officials tonight.
Ye Feng was still standing in the arena, speeding up the refining of ten drops of Shura essence and blood. As his body became stronger and stronger, Ye Feng felt that the speed of consuming the ghost eyes was much faster, and it was estimated that it would all be consumed in another ten days.
In a dark corner of the Royal Arena, Hei Luo had a murderous look on his face. Eleven ghost guards were sitting beside him. They also entered the place and saw Ye Feng killing three gladiators.
"This kid is getting stronger and stronger. We must seize the time and capture him alive as soon as possible. I even feel that the ghost eyes are gradually losing contact with me!"
Heiro seemed to be talking to himself or to the ghost guard beside him.
Because the ghost guard had his tongue cut off since he was a child, he could not speak and had no expression. He looked at Ye Feng with sinister eyes.
"This young master, our master invites you!"
A soldier wearing armor walked up to Ye Feng and made a respectful gesture.
"Lead the way!"
Ye Feng knew that his consecutive killing of three gladiators from the Dia royal family had attracted the attention of the Persian royal family.
The armored soldier did not pass through the prison this time, but opened a passage and took Ye Feng out of the Royal Arena.
"Dear guest, our master has ordered that you take a bath and change clothes first, and I will take you to see him later!"
The soldier took Ye Feng to a very gorgeous palace. A dozen girls dressed as palace maids stood in a row. Between them, there was a huge wooden barrel filled with hot water.
"Let them all retreat!"
Ye Feng is not used to having so many women serve him to take a bath. After all, Ye Feng is only nineteen years old. If more than a dozen girls watch him take a bath, he will be ashamed to death.
The soldier waved his hand, and all ten maids exited, leaving Ye Feng alone.
Seeing them all leaving, Ye Feng took off his robe, revealing his naked muscles. His body was very strong. After absorbing eighteen drops of Shura essence and blood, Ye Feng's body reached a terrifying level.
After washing for half an hour, Ye Feng started to get up, found a clean robe and put it on. He looked full of energy, with a pair of sword eyebrows reaching into the sky, a handsome face with a faint rosiness, and a body that was not very strong. , giving people a strong sense of security.
"Dear guest, our host has been waiting for a long time. Can we set off now?"
The soldier kept a respectful tone and kept saluting Ye Feng.
"Let's go!"
Ye Feng also wanted to know who the owner was. Looking at such a magnificent palace, he must be at least a noble, or even a member of the royal family.
Walking through the many courtyards, Ye Feng seemed to be in a paradise, where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant, and various palace maids were shuttled among them, constantly busy.
"Stop whoever comes!"
Not far from a main hall, Ye Feng was stopped by someone.
"This is the token!"
The soldier quickly took out a token from his arms and stopped Ye Feng's guard to make a respectful gesture.
"Please!"
He was quickly released, and Ye Feng followed the soldier into a huge palace, which was several thousand square meters in size. There were already many people walking back and forth inside.
"Dear guest, our master will be here soon, you can go in now!"
The soldier sent Ye Feng to the door of the main hall and made a gesture of invitation so that Ye Feng could enter.
After a quick glance, he realized that this was a huge event. Many nobles were wearing silk shirts, and some were holding Persian-style goblets, swaying the purple-red liquid in the cups, and tasting the fine wines that the palace had collected for a long time.
Nodding, Ye Feng stepped into the hall, taking care of himself as he came. This has always been the path Ye Feng has taken. He can adapt quickly to any environment. Anyway, there are not too many choices now, so he can only take this path. One step at a time.
As long as the ghost eye has not faded away, Ye Feng will be in a passive position. Now he not only has to be wary of Hei Luo and the others, but also has to deal with the Persian royal family.
"Our warriors are here, welcome everyone!"
Seeing Ye Feng walking in, many people stopped talking and walked towards Ye Feng together.
Regardless of whether they were men or women, they all walked over together. The young men cast friendly glances, while the girls cast admiring glances.
"I am the Associate Minister, I dare to ask about the title of the warrior!"
An old man in his fifties saluted Ye Feng and asked respectfully.
"Junior Ye Feng!"
Ye Feng was very confused as to why these people were so polite to him, but he still answered them.
"Warrior Ye, please come in quickly, we have been waiting for a long time!"
Surrounded by everyone, Ye Feng walked into the depths of the hall. Most of the people gathered here were prominent people in Persia, some with flattering smiles and others with disdainful expressions.
"Prince Dia has arrived!"
Just as everyone was surrounding Ye Feng, a voice came from the propaganda department outside the door, and they saw the eldest prince Dia entering Huiyan Pavilion with three followers.
The entire hall fell silent instantly, with only a few people coming to greet him. As an associate minister, etiquette must still be followed.
"Welcome Prince Dia!"
He also greeted him with a smile and led Prince Dia into the depths of the hall.
Ye Feng found an inconspicuous corner and sat down. He didn't like the atmosphere. After the eldest prince Dia came in, his eyes fell on Ye Feng, and a vicious murderous intention pierced Ye Feng.
Feeling the piercing cold, Ye Feng raised his head with a look of disdain, and raised the corners of his mouth in an arc, not shying away from Prince Dia's eyes at all.
Then, the eldest prince Dia narrowed his eyes, changed into a smiling look, and walked towards Ye Feng.
"This warrior, please give me your name!"
Prince Dia's attitude changed so quickly that many people did not react.
"Ye Feng!"
In full view of everyone, Ye Feng still acted like a gentleman.
"Master Ye, do you mind if I sit here?"
There was an empty seat next to Ye Feng. The eldest prince Dia sat down directly regardless of whether Ye Feng agreed or not. He had seen thick-skinned people, but never such a thick-skinned person.
Three followers followed behind, and the others did not dare to approach. In addition, the corner here was remote, and others were unwilling to come.
"Are you interested in joining our Dia royal family? I can promise you the position of earl, which is several times higher than the position of viscount given to you by the Persian royal family. I will even give you thousands of acres of fertile land and thousands of servants. More importantly, as long as If you wish, you can become a guest elder of the Dia royal family and enjoy the same treatment as other elders!"
The status of the guest elders of the Dia royal family is very high. They can enjoy all the resources of the Dia royal family. This kind of treatment is not available to everyone. The eldest prince of Dia actually extended an olive branch.
"Do you think I will promise you?"
Ye Feng tilted his head and said calmly, although the treatment was very generous, it was a pity that Ye Feng was not interested in it at all. He needed to pursue the ultimate in martial arts, and of course he would not be restrained by some worldly things.
"Don't you think these benefits are enough?"
Prince Dia promised so much, but Ye Feng was actually indifferent.
"If you are not satisfied with this, you can mention it. As long as it is within the scope of my permission, I will agree to it!"
After all, not everyone likes power. Some people like beauties, some like kings and mountains, and some like quiet cultivation...
"It's simple, because I don't like you!"
Ye Feng gave an answer that was not an answer. It was very simple. Ye Feng didn't like Prince Dia. He didn't like his natural sense of superiority. With the power in his hands, he seemed to be able to make everyone surrender under his feet and do things for him. .
Ye Feng has seen many people like this. If he doesn't have a strong backing, he will be cannibalized sooner or later.
Hearing Ye Feng's answer, Prince Dia's face instantly darkened, and he suppressed his emotions forcefully. This was the Persian royal family, and he was not allowed to act wild.
"Do you know the consequences of rejecting me!"
The eldest prince Dia took a deep breath. It was the first time he was rejected by someone. This was how it felt. In the Dia royal family, who dared to reject him and who could refuse him. This time he met someone who could not even look him in the eye. Those who didn't bother to look at him even rejected his invitation without expression.
"Are you threatening me?"
Ye Feng turned his head and showed a playful smile. Ye Feng had already developed immunity to the threat.
"The Emperor has arrived!"
At this moment, the master of ceremonies suddenly shouted, and there was a sound from the depths of the hall. The emperor was surrounded by everyone, the princess was beside him, and several princes followed behind.
All the nobles and royal family members stood up and stood on both sides to greet the emperor. Ye Feng also stood up from his position, and even Prince Dia could not avoid it.
"Everyone, please feel free to do so. This is an open party. There is no official rank. Everyone can enjoy it!"
The Emperor Hai Wuya waved his hand, telling everyone to feel free and not be so restrained.
The atmosphere quickly relaxed and everyone began to chat in low voices. Hai Wuya glanced at Ye Feng and found Prince Dia sitting next to him, with an imperceptible smile on his lips, as if he understood Prince Dia's intentions.
"Everyone, please be quiet. The Emperor has something to announce!"
The emperor walked to the special seat. At this time, the master of ceremonies who presided over the gathering spoke loudly again.
The scene instantly became silent, and everyone looked at the emperor, wanting to know what he was going to announce.
"Welcome everyone to come to this party, and welcome Prince Dia to visit our country of Persia and give us a wonderful gladiatorial match!"
Hai Wuya said politely.
"Next, I want to announce something! I will confer the title of Viscount to Ye Feng, the champion of this gladiatorial competition, and he will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold, ten beauties, a mansion, and hundreds of servants!"
Hai Wuya granted Ye Feng the title of Viscount in public, and also granted him ten blond beauties and even a mansion. Although it was not as good as the treatment offered by Prince Dia, it was still very generous. After all, everyone present believed that Ye Feng was just a A gladiator, this kind of treatment is a huge leap forward. (To be continued)