C23 (1/2)

The sun was shining brightly, and the stands on the Imperial Capital's Battlestage were already packed. In the main viewing stand, the current Emperor was sitting in the very center. Old Marshal Ye was sitting on the right hand of the Emperor, and the long-absent was sitting on the left side of the Emperor.

”Teacher!” The Emperor smiled and said to Frelot who was on the left side: ”Who do you think will win this duel?”

When Lan Qizhan was still young, he learned the way of governance from Frelot, and Miracle Continent was also a place that paid great attention to respecting one's teacher, so even though he had already become the emperor, Lan Qizhan still called Frelot master!

”Ha ha!” Frelot chuckled: ”From the surface, it should be Fox's little fellow winning this duel!”

When Frelot said this, the seated Finance Minister Fox's face revealed a smile: ”It's just a coincidence, but speaking of Fox, he has talent for martial arts, I heard him say, he already feels the opportunity to break through to martial master!”

”What the hell!” Ye Kuang muttered to himself from the side: ”A lousy Martial Master can actually make you this happy, I think you're only worth this much!”

Although Ye Kuang's voice was low, Fox was able to hear him clearly. His face was flushed at first, but quickly recovered back to normal, and laughed: ”I am not an expert, and do not understand martial arts very well, but thinking about it, Old Marshal Ye is the Empire's Martial God, he should know what being an eleven year old martial master represents.”

Old Fox was also asking for trouble. He clearly knew that Ye Xiaozhang had protected his son, but he still insisted on going and looking for trouble.

Ye Xiaozhang was not Ye Kuang. Although Ye Kuang and Lan Qizhan were childhood friends, after all, the ruler and his subject had their own way. They could only mutter under their breaths in front of Lan Qizhan. But who was Ye Xiaozhang? That was the of the empire, an existence known as Martial God Level. In a situation where there were no outsiders present, Lan Qizhan had to call him uncle.

Therefore, Old Ye simply ignored Fox and turned to his son, asking, ”Kuang'er, what was your cultivation level when you were eleven?”

Ye Kuang naturally understood what the old man meant, he casually swung his messy bangs and said loudly: ”Hehe, of course I can't catch up to father, at that time I remembered that I was a Level 3 Martial Master!”

Hearing the duo's conversation, Fox felt bored. However, he didn't dare to say anything and could only remain silent. In his heart, however, he cursed: ”One old, one young, two shameless brats, comparing my son with you, what are you cultivating? That is the legendary massacre the world! ”

The Old Frelot didn't seem to hear their conversation, his face was brimming with a smile as he continued: ”But, this Ye Fei, this little guy, is not something an ordinary person can compare to. So I think highly of Ye Fei! ”

”What?” ”How is that possible?” Now, not only Fox, but even Lan Qizhan could not sit still. Although the Old Prime Minister's martial prowess was not high, but all the upper echelons of the entire empire knew that the Old Prime Minister's ability to read people was extremely strong. He said that there was a possibility that Ye Fei could win.

To the Fox Family, the fact that the Old Prime Minister thought highly of Ye Fei might just be a matter of humiliation. But for Lan Qizhan, it was different. Don't forget, this most respected fellow in the entire empire had bet 1 million on Young Fox!