1691 Welcomed Personally (1/2)
”Liu Zhijian, you don't have to welcome me. The person you should be greeting is Childe Chen!” Ao Liancheng said, sounding irritated.
Liu Zhijian dismissed him. ”Childe Lian, you really are humorous! There is no such person as a Childe Chen here. Isn't that the nobody from the elimination round? People might even mistake him for your attendant!”
”Liu Zhijian! You better treat Childe Chen with a little more respect!” Ao Liancheng was really angry now.
”Why… Why should I?” Liu Zhijian snorted. ”My duty is to welcome qualified sons of nobilities! Why should I have to bother myself with irrelevant people?”
Ao Liancheng hissed, ”If you're not blind, you can probably see the token in Childe Chen's hand!”
”Hehe, Childe Liancheng, are you joking around with me?” Liu Zhijian chuckled. ”That brat is here today just to join in the fun! Even a fool knows that there is no way he could get his hands on 100 jin of Earth-God materials! Considering he's unable to pass the first elimination round, he will automatically lose his place in the betrothal contest. Why can't I refuse to show him respect?”
”I dare you to say that again!” Ao Liancheng reached out a hand and grabbed Liu Zhijian by the throat, squeezing a hard choke.
”Childe… Liancheng… What are you doing… Don't kill me… hack hack… Don't…” Liu Zhijian choked.
With Ao Liancheng's cultivation, killing Liu Zhijian would be easier than killing an ant.
From the start, Chen Xiaobei merely watched from the side, hands tucked into his pants pockets with not a word uttered.
As Liu Zhijian said, people would have indeed mistaken him for Ao Liancheng's attendant.
But the truth was, Ao Liancheng was Chen Xiaobei's attendant instead!
In fact, Chen Xiaobei had become the savior of the merpeople, their superhero, and their god.
It was not an exaggeration to say that as of now, Ao Liancheng had already become one of Chen Xiaobei's disciples.
Ao Liancheng wouldn't hesitate to kill Liu Zhijian for being disrespectful to Chen Xiaobei.
”Childe Liancheng! What are you doing?” An unemotional voice called out from behind.
The stolid voice belonged to a middle-aged man in a royal robe, with a flank of a hundred escorts in well-ironed military uniforms.
”Eighth Wangye, help me… Eighth Wangye save me…” Liu Zhijian let out a shrill scream.
The person was none other than Saint Duke's Eighth Wangye, Luo Shanhe who also happened to be Liu Zhijian's master!
”Childe Chen! You have to consider who the owner of the dog is before you hit it!” Luo Shenhe's smile was unfriendly. ”This is Saint Duke's imperial city. My dog may be in the wrong but could you not let him go this once for the sake of my face on such an auspicious day?”
”Consider yourself lucky!” Ao Liancheng hissed before dropping Liu Zhijian to the ground.
He had no choice but to defer to Luo Shanhe, the Eighth Wangye, or he would have a hard time in Saint Duke Imperial City.
”I will toast to your magnanimity later, Childe Chen!” Luo Shanhe smiled.
”Eighth Wangye, you are too kind!” Ao Liancheng replied. ”By the way, why have you come to the portal yourself?”
Luo Shanhe's smile broadened into a grin, ”Most of the people who joined the betrothal contest before the first elimination round are just fillers to make up for the numbers! But this time, those who are able to bring the 100 jin Earth-God materials are honored guests that are worthy of nothing less but a personal welcome from me!”
When he used the term 'fillers', Luo Shanhe's eyes mockingly lingered on Chen Xiaobei – he clearly did not believe that Chen Xiaobei would be able to present 100 jin of Earth-God materials today.