The dueling arena, at the gate.
The originally orderly scene became somewhat chaotic due to the arrival of a large group of people.
It was an extremely luxurious royal carriage, with gold trim around the edges and the emblem of the Heavenly Dou royal family hanging on top.
Dozens of fully armed royal guards cleared the way, rudely pushing aside the crowds blocking their path.
"Get out of the way! Don't block my way!"
This scene angered many Soul Masters in the queue, who dared not speak out but could only whisper among themselves.
"Isn't this Prince Snowstar's car?"
"Tsk tsk, it seems the Heavenly Dou royal family can't sit still anymore, even the prince has personally taken action."
"Since this duel arena is on the territory of Heaven Dou City, shouldn't we give the royal family some face?"
"I doubt it. Those three women on the list are the darlings of the dueling arena. How could they possibly give them up?"
Amidst the murmurs of the crowd, the carriage swaggered to a stop at the main entrance of the dueling arena.
The carriage curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged man dressed in fine clothes stepped out.
It was Prince Xuexing.
He had an arrogant look on his face, his nostrils pointing to the sky, and he even covered his nose with a handkerchief in disgust, as if the air here was not worthy of his noble status.
However.
As he looked up to examine the dueling arena, he suddenly froze.
In the very center of the gate stood a mountain that resembled a ferocious humanoid beast.
Deacon Tai was staring intently down at him.
Those large, bell-like eyes were filled with a fierce aura.
With just a glance, Xuexing felt a sense of dread, as if she were being targeted by a wild beast.
"this..."
Startled, Xuexing instinctively took a half step back, almost stepping on the hem of her clothes.
The old man, a Soul Saint, who was responsible for protecting him, was also feeling a chill run down his spine. He stared intently at the big man, his palms sweating profusely.
Very strong!
Extremely strong!
Xue Xing, being a royal prince, quickly regained his composure.
He straightened his collar, forced himself to remain calm, and stepped forward, adopting the demeanor of someone in a superior position.
"I am Prince Xuexing of the Heavenly Dou Empire!"
"We've come on behalf of the royal family to negotiate with the arena owner!"
"Get your farm owner out here to see me right now!"
The words had barely left his mouth.
Deacon Tai's fierce eyes suddenly widened.
Make the king come out to see you?
You have such a big face!
"snort!"
Deacon Tai didn't bother with any words, and simply raised his huge foot and slammed it heavily onto the ground.
"boom--!!!"
A loud bang.
Everyone felt the ground beneath their feet tremble violently, as if an earthquake had struck.
An extremely terrifying aura erupted from him like a tsunami, pressing down fiercely on Xue Xing and his group.
Several of the weaker royal guards nearly collapsed to their knees.
Even the old Soul Saint was pale, his legs trembling, and his eyes filled with terror.
What terrifying power is this?!
This is definitely not the kind of pressure a Contra player could exert!
Xuexing retreated repeatedly until she reached the side of the carriage, where she managed to steady herself by holding onto the wheels.
His previous arrogance vanished instantly, and now his face was deathly pale as he pointed a trembling finger at Deacon Tai.
"What...what do you want to do?!"
"Let me tell you! This is the Heaven Dou Empire! It is the Heaven Dou Imperial City!"
"Are you trying to rebel in your dueling arena?!"
The moment these words were spoken, the atmosphere around them instantly became extremely tense.
Although the royal guards were afraid, they had no choice but to release their martial spirits and stare intently at Steward Tai, fearing that he might slap the prince to death.
At this tense moment...
A gentle yet slightly mocking voice came from inside the gate.
"Don't be nervous, everyone. Impulsiveness is the devil."
A handsome man dressed in black walked out calmly.
It is precisely the wicked who are in charge.
He walked over to Deacon Tai and patted his arm as if calming an enraged bear.
Deacon Tai then let out a cold snort, suppressed his aura, and returned to his original position.
The evil manager wore a professional smile as he looked at the disheveled Xue Xing.
"Welcome, Prince Snowstar."
Seeing that someone who seemed to be in charge had finally come out, Xuexing took a deep breath, straightened her disheveled clothes, and waved for her personal guards to leave.
"You're the owner of the dueling arena?"
The evil steward shook his head and smiled slightly: "I am not, but I am in charge of all matters, big and small, in the dueling arena."
"There are too many people around outside, why don't we go inside and talk?"
As he spoke, the evil steward turned to the side and gestured for him to enter.
Xuexing was about to lift her foot when she suddenly stopped.
He subconsciously glanced at the Soul Saint guard beside him.
The old man's expression was extremely solemn, and he shook his head almost imperceptibly.
His eyes were filled with apprehension: We can't go in!
In the Soul Saint's perception, neither the burly man at the door nor the smiling man in black before him could be distinguished.
They all possess a terrifying power that inspires despair.
The feeling was like facing two ancient ferocious beasts disguised in human skin.
If you go through that door, what if the other party makes a move?
Forget about protecting the prince, these guys are guaranteed to die!
Xuexing understood the guard's look and her expression became somewhat unnatural.
He coughed and said, forcing himself to speak, "There's no need to go in."
"Since you're in charge, it's the same as telling you."
Xuexing straightened her back, seemingly wanting to use the royal family's wealth to regain some face.
"Our Heavenly Dou Royal Family intends to purchase the most beautiful women on the list!"
"Whether it's that catwoman, DouDou, or JiangZhu who just made the list."
"As long as you're willing to sell, you can name your price for gold soul coins, titles, or territories!"
Upon hearing this, the evil steward's smile faltered, and he looked Xue Xing up and down.
"Buying people?"
The next moment, the evil manager's smile became even brighter, and he once again turned to the side and made a perfectly standard "please" gesture.
"No problem, no problem."
"It's windy outside, and there are too many people talking here. Prince Xuexing, it would be better if we came inside to discuss this in detail."
"We have also prepared the finest tea to specially entertain our distinguished guests."
To the unsuspecting passersby, this wicked steward was the epitome of hospitality, appearing as if he were afraid of neglecting his distinguished guest.
But it was precisely this appearance that made Xuexing's heart pound even louder.
He felt that the dark, heavy iron gate was like a gaping maw of blood; if he stepped inside, he would probably be left with nothing but bone fragments.
Xue Xing's feet seemed rooted to the spot, firmly planted on the ground, a stiff smile forced onto her face.
"No need for that. I was sweating a lot in the carriage ride, so I'll just enjoy the breeze here and cool off."
The evil steward raised an eyebrow, his face saying, "Why don't you know what's good for you?" and shrugged helplessly.
"Your Highness, that's not right of you."
"Since we're discussing business, why should we just stand at the door and starve?"
As he spoke, he deliberately glanced around at the crowd of onlookers who had already blocked the road, his tone carrying a hint of reproach.
"Look, there are so many people gathered here. If they hear us talking about the human trafficking business…"
"It's such a bad influence on the royal family, don't you think?"
Xuexing's eyelids twitched twice, and she had a feeling that they were trying to trick her into going in to do something.
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