Red Envelope Group of the Three Realms

Everyone was shocked to see Chen Xiaobei’s finger pointing towards Helian Tulong.

“What? Are you crazy? You stupid brat! You’re too arrogant! How could you even think of taking Childe Helian’s seat!” Yuwen Yuanqin scolded.

“Huh? Aren’t you supposed to be eating shit in front of a live audience? Why are you still here?” Chen Xiaobei retorted.

“I… I… I…” Yuwen Yuanqing’s face went scarlet, nearly choking to death on his own saliva.

“Yuanqin! Don’t be rude!” Luo Shanhe said. “Childe Chen, I’ll ask someone to bring you a chair immediately. How about that?”

“No!” Chen Xiaobei refused.

Luo Shanhe’s brows furrowed. “How about I give you my seat? I’ll go sit elsewhere!”

Everyone in the room was bewildered.

Luo Shanhe was the eighth Wangye, the one with the highest authority among all the other Wangyes, most trusted by the emperor of Saint Duke – second only to the emperor.

Luo Shanhe giving up his seat to Chen Xiaobei could already be considered very special treatment that not everyone could enjoy. This was evident in Luo Shanhe’s approval and acknowledgment of Chen Xiaobei.

“My god… Who the hell is this kid… that Eighth Wangye regards him with such importance…? I’m dead meat…” Liu Zhijian who had been standing at the door began to panic.

Earlier today, he had exploited his position as Luo Shanhe’s subordinate to bully and intimidate Chen Xiaobei.

Now that that the truth was before his very own eyes, that Chen Xiaobei had actually brought a Two-star Earth-God material to the contest, it could only mean that Chen Xiaobei was a man with a huge amount of resources.

Even if Luo Shanhe offered his seat to Chen Xiaobei. He and Liu Zhijian were dead for sure.

“Guards! Please bring me a chair! I am giving Childe Chen my seat!” Luo Shanhe ordered.

“I already said that I want to sit there!” Chen Xiaobei’s finger was still directed at Helian Tulong’s chair.

How could this greenhorn, naive brat not give face to Luo Shanhe?!

“Hey, Chen! You better behave yourself!” Helian Tulong’s tone was icy. “In terms of seniority, in terms family background, faction, and cultivation… in every aspect, I, Helian Tulong can crush you to death! Who are you to want to take my seat?”

Chen Xiaobei shrugged. “If we can determine position with just words, then everyone should just take back their Earth-God materials, and just brag. Let’s see who can brag better?”

“I never brag! I can crush you completely! That’s not something you can’t argue about!” Helian Tulong shouted.

“Perhaps so.” Chen Xiaobei shrugged. “But the Two-star Earth-God material is worth ten times more than yours! Can you deny that I surpass you at that?”

“I…” Helian Tulong frowned.

Chen Xiaobei continued, “I believe that on the surface, it looks like we’re comparing participants’s resources! But more importantly, genuineness and sincerity! Loving someone, wanting to marry someone is not based on what you have but what you are willing to give her! You come from a background of the top-tier faction in Apocalypse Starfield. Perhaps you really can defeat me!! But I am willing to take out the best things to gift to Princess Puti! I surpass you in both sincerity and genuineness, Helian Tulong!”

Helian Tulong snorted, “Hypocrite! Princess Puti has not even shown her real face, yet you are expressing sincerity based on a picture? You’re more like a stupid liar!”

Both Ao Liancheng and Ling Qingfeng looked doubtful.

The Chen Xiaobei they came to know was in no way as hypocritical as Helian Tulong made it sound!

Could it be that Chen Xiaobei and Princess Puti had in fact, some sort of relationship?

“Me? Hypocritical?” Chen Xiaobei pointed at himself amusingly. “Eighth Wangye, what do you think?”

Luo Heshan stammered, “Childe Chen is very genuine. I can see that… But you better take my seat… It’s not wise to make enemies with Childe Tulong over such a small thing…”

“Mm, I understand!” Chen Xiaobei shrugged. “Since my sincerity and candour are useless, then I will take it back and swap it out with a rubbish one-star Earth-God material! I can still pass anyway. Why should I give out the best thing I have?”

Chen Xiaobei picked up the wooden box.

“Childe Chen! Hang on…” Luo Shanhe called out.

“Eighth Wanghe. You better think carefully. There are two more rounds to go!” Helian Tulong said with an iciness in his voice. “We will be a family in the future!”

“This…” Luo Shanhe looked like a lost child.

At the end of the day, Helian Tulong had the highest prospects of winning the betrothal contest. Offending Helian Tulong was not a wise choice for Chen Xiaobei in the long-run!

Luo Shanhe said nothing more, and did not try to stop Chen Xiaobei.

His silence was a declaration that he was standing on Helian Tulong’s side, and the middle seat belonged to Helian Tulong.

“Hmph! You bit more than you can chew by fighting with me!” Helian Tulong raised his chin, smiling a victor’s smile.

Yuwen Yuanqing was exultant. “Childe Chen is truly the best candidate for Saint Duke Royal’s Fuma! A certain buffoon will never be able to take Childe Helian’s seat no matter how hard he tries!”

“Wait!” Suddenly, an imposing and stern voice came from outside the hall.

The expression of the people’s faces changed at the sound of the voice.

“Your servant Liu Zhijian hails our emperor!”

Liu Zhijian went down on his knees immediately.

“Brother! Why have you come?” Luo Shanhe gave a deep bow.

Everyone in the great hall, including Helian Tulong, got up from their seats and bowed.

Chen Xiaobei turned to look at the middle-aged man dressed in a black dragon robe. He was no doubt of with striking good looks, and a distinctive bearing. He looked very much like Luo Puti.

That’s right!

He was Luo Puti’s father! The emperor of Saint Duke, Luo Qiongcang!

Unlike Luo Heshan, the father and daughter, Luo Qiongcang and Luo Puti were the only members of the royal family with Saint Duke’s pure bloodline!

Luo Qiongcang’s cultivation was an entire class higher than Luo Heshan’s.

Even Helian Tulong dared not act brash before him, asking politely, “Uncle Luo, why have you come?”