Chapter 402: Bestowing a Viscount

Chapter 402 Bestowing the Viscount

The royal arena, no matter the royal family, nobles or civilians, has begun to evacuate!

"Nephew Diya, tonight I will entertain the ministers at Huiyan Pavilion, I hope that Nephew Diya can come!"

Hai Wuya is in a good mood, and he has ordered to go down, tonight, a banquet for all the officials.

Ye Feng was still standing in the arena, speeding up the speed of refining ten drops of Shura's blood essence. As his physical body became stronger and stronger, Ye Feng felt that the speed of wiping away the ghost eyes was much faster, and it was estimated that it would be completely gone in ten days or so.

In a dark corner of the Royal Arena, Hei Luo's face showed a murderous look, and there were eleven ghost guards sitting beside him, they also entered here, just in time to see the scene where Ye Feng killed three gladiators.

"This kid is getting stronger and stronger. We must hurry up and capture him alive as soon as possible. I even feel that Ghost Eye is gradually losing contact with me!"

Hei Luo seems to be talking to himself, but also seems to be talking to the ghost guard beside him.

Because Gui Wei had his tongue cut off since he was a child, he couldn't speak, and without any expression, he looked at Ye Feng with gloomy eyes.

"Young master, our master welcomes you!"

A soldier in armor walked up to Ye Feng and made a respectful courtesy.

"Lead the way!"

Ye Feng knew that his continuous killing of three gladiators from the Diya royal family had attracted the attention of the Persian royal family.

The armored soldiers did not pass through the prison this time, but opened a passage and led Ye Feng out of the royal arena.

"Dear guest, our master ordered you to take a bath and change clothes first, and I will take you to see him later!"

The soldier brought Ye Feng into a very gorgeous palace. A dozen girls dressed as court ladies stood in a row. Among 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 take care of him in the bath. After all, Ye Feng is only nineteen years old. If more than ten girls watch him take a bath, he would be ashamed to death.

The soldier waved his hand, and all the ten maids withdrew, leaving Ye Feng alone.

saw them all leave,

Ye Feng took off his robe, revealing his naked muscles. His body was very strong. After absorbing eighteen drops of Shura's blood essence, Ye Feng's physical body reached a terrifying level.

After washing for half an hour, Ye Feng started to get up, took out a clean robe and put it on, he looked energetic, with a pair of sword eyebrows piercing the sky, his handsome face was slightly rosy, not a very strong body , giving a strong sense of security.

"Dear guest, our master has been waiting for a long time, can we go now?"

The soldier kept a respectful tone and kept saluting Ye Feng.

"Let's go!"

Ye Feng also wants to know who the owner is. Looking at such a magnificent palace, at least Chapter 402 confers the title of Viscount

Nobles, even members of the royal family.

Passing through many courtyards, Ye Feng seemed to be in a paradise, where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant, and various court ladies shuttled among them, constantly busy.

"Stop coming!"

Not far from a large 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 guards to show respect.

"Please!"

Soon after he was released, Ye Feng followed the soldier into a huge palace, which was several thousand square meters in size, and many people were already shuttling back and forth inside.

"Dear guest, the master of our house will be here soon, you can go in now!"

The soldiers sent Ye Feng outside the gate of the main hall, and made a gesture of invitation, allowing Ye Feng to enter.

I glanced at it, and found that this was a huge event. Many nobles were wearing silk shirts, and some people were holding high-stemmed Post goblets, swirling the purple-red liquid in the cups, and tasting the fine wine that the palace had treasured for a long time.

Nodding his head, Ye Feng stepped into the hall, and if he comes, he will be safe. This has always been the path Ye Feng has taken. He can adapt quickly to any environment. Anyway, he doesn't have too many choices now, so he can only walk One step at a time.

As long as the ghost eyes have not faded away, Ye Feng will be in a passive state. Now he not only has to guard against Hei Luo and the others, but also deals 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 it was a man or a woman, they all walked over together, the young gentlemen cast friendly glances, and the young girls cast admiring glances.

"I am the Assistant Minister, dare to ask the title of the warrior!"

An old man in his fifties saluted Ye Feng and asked respectfully.

"Junior Ye Feng!"

Ye Feng was very puzzled, why these people were so polite to him, and they still answered each other.

"Ye Yongshi, please come in, we have been waiting for a long time!"

Surrounded by the crowd, Ye Feng walked into the depths of the hall, where most of the people gathered here were well-known and distinguished people from the Persian state, some with flattering smiles, and some with disdainful expressions.

"Prince Dia is here!"

When everyone was surrounding Ye Feng, a voice came from the publicity department outside the door, and saw the eldest prince Diya walking into the Huiyan Pavilion with three entourages.

The entire hall fell silent in an instant, and only a few people went to greet him. As an associate minister, he still had to do things in terms of etiquette.

"Welcome Prince Dia!"

He also greeted him with a smile, and led the eldest prince Dia into the depths of the hall.

Ye Feng found an inconspicuous corner and sat down. He didn't like this kind of atmosphere. After Prince Diya came in, he glanced at Ye Feng.

On Feng's body, a vicious murderous intent pierced Ye Feng.

Feeling the harsh chill, Ye Feng raised his head, showing disdain, the corners of his mouth curled up in an arc, and he didn't shy away from Prince Dia's eyes at all.

Instead, the eldest prince Diya restrained his gaze, put on a smiling face, and walked towards Ye Feng.

"This warrior, may I ask your name!"

The attitude of the eldest prince Diya changed so quickly that many people didn't react.

"Ye Feng!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ye Feng still acted like a gentleman.

"Master Ye, don't mind if I sit here!"

There was still an empty seat next to Ye Feng, and the eldest prince Dia didn't care whether Ye Feng agreed or not, and sat down directly.

The three attendants followed behind, and the others did not dare to approach. In addition, the corner here was remote, and the others were unwilling to come.

"Are you interested in joining our Diya 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 want, you can become the guest elder of the Diya royal family and enjoy the same treatment as other elders!"

The status of the guest elders of the Diya royal family is very high, and they can enjoy all the resources of the Diya royal family. This kind of treatment is not available to everyone. The eldest prince of Diya actually threw out an olive branch.

"Do you think I will promise you?"

Ye Feng turned his head and said lightly, although the treatment is very good, it is a pity that Ye Feng is not interested in these at all. He needs to pursue the ultimate martial arts, and of course he will not be restrained by some worldly things.

"Don't you think these treatments are not enough?"

The eldest prince Diya promised so much, but Ye Feng was indifferent.

"If these are not to your liking, you can mention them, as long as they are within the scope of my permission, I can promise you!"

After all, not everyone likes power. Some people like beautiful women, some people like country, some people 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 the eldest prince Diya, and he didn't like his natural sense of superiority. Holding the power in his hand, it seemed that everyone could submit to him and do things for him. .

Ye Feng has seen this kind of person a lot, if he doesn't have a strong backing, he will be eaten away by others sooner or later.

Hearing Ye Feng's answer, Prince Dia's face darkened in an instant, and he forcibly suppressed his emotions. This is the Persian royal family, and he cannot be 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. In the royal family of Dia, who dared to refuse him, and who could refuse him. Chapter 402 Bestowing the Viscount

The person who didn't even bother to glance at him even refused his invitation expressionlessly.

"Are you threatening me?"

Ye Feng turned his head and showed a playful smile. Ye Feng had already developed immunity to threats.

"The Emperor is here!"

At this moment, the master of ceremonies suddenly shouted, and there was a sound coming from the depths of the hall, the emperor was surrounded by the crowd, the princess was by his side, and several princes followed behind.

All the nobles and the royal family stood up and stood on both sides to welcome the emperor. Ye Feng also stood up from his position, and even Prince Dia could not avoid it.

"Everyone, please feel free, this is an open gathering, there is no official rank, everyone can enjoy it to their heart's content!"

The emperor Hai Wuya waved his hand to signal, let everyone feel free and don't be so restrained.

The atmosphere quickly calmed down, and everyone started talking in a low voice. Hai Wuya looked at Ye Feng, and found that Prince Diya was sitting beside him, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he understood Prince Diya's intentions.

"Everyone be quiet, the emperor has something to announce!"

The emperor walked to the dedicated seat. At this time, the master of ceremonies who presided over the party said loudly again.

The scene fell silent in an instant, and everyone looked at the emperor, wanting to know what he was going to announce.

"Welcome everyone to come to this party, and also welcome the great prince Dia to visit our Persian country and dedicate a wonderful gladiatorial match!"

Hai Wuya spoke politely.

"Next, I want to announce one thing! I will confer the title of viscount Ye Feng, the champion of this wrestling fight, on gold, ten thousand taels of gold, ten beauties, one mansion, and hundreds of servants!"

Hai Wuya granted Ye Feng the title of viscount in public, and also bestowed the title of 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 thought that Ye Feng was just a As a gladiator, this kind of treatment can be regarded as skyrocketing. ()