The Ninth Prince walked over to Chen Zong and said in a low voice, "Brother Chen, my sister has been doted on since she was a child. She doesn't have any scruples when speaking or doing things. If she offends you in any way, please don't take offense."
"The Tenth Princess is so innocent that it's hard to get angry at her," Chen Zong said with a smile.
Even though he knew that Chen Zong's words weren't true, the Ninth Prince didn't pursue the matter. After all, if the Tenth Princess wasn't related to him by blood, he wouldn't like her personality either. Sometimes she didn't hold back and easily offended others. If it weren't for her status, she would have already caused a lot of trouble.
The news about Chen Zong had spread like wildfire that night. Many people knew about it and believed it at first, but when they saw Chen Zong here today, they immediately realized that it was just a rumor. Someone was deliberately trying to tarnish Chen Zong's reputation.
When they thought about the Dragonclaw Guard's appearance not long ago, they all understood.
However, because of the Tenth Princess's arrival, the entire atmosphere of the banquet was greatly affected. This was something that couldn't be helped. They couldn't let loose and even had to pay attention to their conversations. Otherwise, if they were targeted by the Tenth Princess, it would be a huge headache.
The Ninth Prince was also helpless about this.
"Little Pig, do you have any more delicious jelly beans?" Chu Zihao couldn't hide from the Tenth Princess no matter how hard he tried. Of course, it was also because of Long Pojun's betrayal.
Chu Zihao bitterly took out some pills from his mustard seed bag and gave them to the Tenth Princess. These pills weren't very nutritious, but they were still beneficial to the human body. They also tasted very good.
Just as it seemed that the banquet would be difficult to continue, a few uninvited guests barged in.
"Old Ninth, I heard that you recruited an amazing genius and held this welcome banquet. Why didn't you tell Third Brother about it? Let Third Brother come over and check for you, lest you recruit some despicable person and damage the reputation of the Imperial Family." One of the uninvited guests had one hand behind his back and the other fiddling with a dark red bead. He had a half-smile on his face.
"Greetings, Third Prince." Everyone at the banquet bowed.
Although they belonged to or were close to the Ninth Prince's faction, under normal circumstances, when they met other princes, they had to bow to show their respect. This respect was not directed at the other princes, but at the imperial family.
To a certain extent, the princes could represent the face of the royal family.
The Third Prince's gaze swept across the crowd. He did not pay attention to the crowd. Instead, his gaze fell directly on Chen Zong's face. A meaningful smile flashed across his eyes.
Chen Zong did not hesitate to meet the Third Prince's gaze. The Third Prince's appearance could be described as cultured and refined, but also somewhat feminine. When the Third Prince's eyes stared at Chen Zong, Chen Zong suddenly felt a chill, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.
"Chen Zong greets the Third Prince." Chen Zong also bowed.
Even though Chen Zong knew that the Third Prince was going to attack him, he could not pull out his sword and kill him out of anger. Therefore, he could only bury his anger and killing intent deep in his heart and act according to the rules. He would not leave any evidence that could be used against him.
"Greetings, Ninth Prince." The people who came with the Third Prince bowed.
"Third Brother, thank you for your concern. But I have always had a good eye." The Ninth Prince smiled and said, "On this point, I think Third Brother should learn from me."
The Third Prince's expression did not change, but a trace of gloominess flashed across his eyes.
In his early years, the Third Prince had once made a mistake and recruited the wrong person. He had suffered some losses, and most importantly, he had lost face.
The Third Prince chuckled and did not answer the Ninth Prince's words. His gaze moved back to Chen Zong's face.
"Chen Zong, you have become famous in the imperial city overnight. Many people can only look up to you in the dust." The Third Prince said meaningfully.
"Thank you." Chen Zong cupped his hands and said.
These two words, however, were a counterattack. The Third Prince's heart trembled slightly. His thoughts turned quickly. Perhaps this meant that Chen Zong already knew who was going to attack him.
But so what if he knew? He was just a small warrior.
"Chen Zong, I have heard that you have openly despised the Long family." There were two people who came with the Third Prince. One of them was Ding Xuan, Long Pozong. He stepped out and scolded sternly. His words immediately made everyone's expression change.
Despising the Long family was a serious crime. Who would dare to do so?
Even if someone dared to despise the Long family, they would not dare to show it openly. They would not dare to let others know. As for openly despising the Long family, that was asking for death.
"The Long family has established such a great dynasty. It is a great family. I only admire it. How can I despise it?" Chen Zong's expression did not change. He did not panic either. He was as calm as ever. His words were short but powerful. "You, on the other hand, say that I despise the Long family. You have ulterior motives, don't you?"
Long Pojun's expression suddenly changed. He had not expected Chen Zong to counter him like this.
"Chen Zong, what despicable method did you use to kill my junior brother, Underworld Raven?" The other person who came with the Third Prince took a step forward. He was wearing a long black robe that covered his entire body. His face seemed to be bathed in darkness, bringing with it a gloomy pressure.
"Tell me your name." Chen Zong said coldly.
The person who called Underworld Raven a junior brother was most likely a disciple of the Wanluo Sect. He was probably the first or second core disciple.
"My name is Su Xing." The young man in the black robe raised his head slightly, revealing his pale face under the shadow of the black robe. His eyes were dark and deep, making people's hearts palpitate.
As soon as the name came out, many people's expressions changed. Chen Zong was also slightly surprised.
Su Xing!
That was a well-known name.
When Chen Zong was in Tianjiang Prefecture, he had not heard of this name. However, after leaving Tianjiang Prefecture and meeting Underworld Raven, Chen Zong had deliberately tried to find out more about the geniuses of the Wanluo Sect. Su Xing was one of them.
The Wanluo Sect had three core disciples with five-star combat abilities. One of them was Underworld Raven, who was ranked third. The second was Su Xing, known as Hei Luotian, who was the second core disciple of the Wanluo Sect. The first core disciple was Yin Wuqing, the Little Yama.
Underworld Raven's combat ability was at the beginning stage of the five-star level. Hei Luotian could only be stronger than Underworld Raven.
When Su Xing announced his name, a tense atmosphere spread out. It was so cold that people felt as if they had drawn their swords.
Su Xing's energy spread out like an invisible dark sky curtain, as if it would cover everything and form an independent world. Chen Zong's energy also spread out. It was invisible but extremely sharp, tearing everything apart.
"Third Brother, I'm the host of this banquet. I don't think it's appropriate to do this." The Ninth Prince ignored Su Xing. Instead, he spoke to the Third Prince in a cold and impolite tone.
"Third Brother, I'm just concerned about you." The Third Prince smiled and glanced at Su Xing. Instantly, the energy that was like an invisible and gloomy sky curtain disappeared.
"Third Brother, don't mess up Ninth Brother's banquet," said the Tenth Princess.
"Tenth Sister, Ninth Brother and I are blood brothers. How could I?" The corners of the Third Prince's mouth twitched. He smiled and then gazed deeply at Chen Zong, as if he wanted to see through everything about Chen Zong. He put one hand behind his back and played with the dark red ball in the other. Then he turned around and walked out of the door leisurely.
Ding Xuan glared at Chen Zong, turned around, and strode after the Third Prince. Su Xing's deep and dark eyes also lingered on Chen Zong for a moment, then he also left.
As the Third Prince and other uninvited guests left, the atmosphere of the banquet gradually returned to normal. However, because the Tenth Princess was still here, the banquet couldn't be completely livelier.
"Ninth Brother, I need a guard. Why don't you give Chen Zong to me?" When the banquet was about to end, the Tenth Princess went to the Ninth Prince and asked him directly without any hesitation.
Hearing this, Chen Zong's expression didn't change, but he became vigilant in his heart. Chen Zong wouldn't want to get close to a person like the Tenth Princess. It would be best if he didn't have any contact with her.
The corners of the Ninth Prince's eyes twitched.
"Royal Sister, Brother Chen is my friend. I have no right to decide who he belongs to," the Ninth Prince said seriously.
"Ninth Brother …" The Tenth Princess was about to act coquettishly.
"Stop, Royal Sister. Don't mention this again," the Ninth Prince hurriedly stopped her.
"Ninth Brother, you don't love me anymore." The Tenth Princess stomped her foot angrily, glared at the Ninth Prince, and left in a huff. At the end, she specially glanced at Chen Zong, which made Chen Zong's heart skip a beat.
When the banquet ended, everyone bid farewell and left.
"Brother Chen, do you want to go and have some fun?" Long Pojun, who had been cowering a moment ago, strode over and rubbed his shoulder against Chen Zong's shoulder, winking as he said this.
"Take me with you," Long Zhonghang suddenly said with a cold expression.
Chu Zihao also walked over and said seriously, "Recently, I've been developing a new kind of elixir. I need inspiration."
"Brother Chen, it's important to relax a bit," the Ninth Prince said with a mocking smile.
"No need." Chen Zong shook his head. "Ninth Prince, everyone, farewell."
Chen Zong wasn't interested in going to that romantic place. Compared to that, it was better to go back and meditate on the mysteries of sword techniques.
Chen Zong was about to leave, and no one stopped him. They all said their goodbyes and left.
"Another cultivation maniac," Long Zhonghang suddenly said.
"Only this kind of person can go far," Chu Zihao said with a deep gaze.
"Are you guys coming or not? If not, I'll leave first." Long Pojun withdrew his gaze and chuckled. He didn't wait for anyone else to leave.
"Let's go." Long Zhonghang's words were decisive.
"My new elixir needs inspiration," Chu Zihao said as he quickly walked away.
The Ninth Prince shook his head. These three people had different personalities. Sometimes, he felt that they were unreliable, but they were good helpers. He withdrew his gaze and returned to the Nine Emperors Palace. Sometimes, he would just stay there.
After leaving Emperor Linhuang Park, Chen Zong walked in the direction of the Suran Residence.
The Imperial City was brightly lit at night. True Martial Realm cultivators were able to see in the dark, and for cultivators like Chen Zong, night was no different from day. The Suran Residence wasn't far from Emperor Linhuang Park. It didn't take long for Chen Zong to enter the Suran Residence.
"Young Master, you've returned." The old servant and housekeeper hurriedly bowed in greeting.
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