"Really, First Imperial Brother?"
Ling Nuonuo joyfully asked. However, she pondered for a moment before saying: "Just punish him appropriately. After all, he is third brother's friend."
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
Ling Mian softly chuckled as he promised Ling Nuonuo. However, the cold light in the depths of his eyes grew even deeper.
"Alright, Little Zhen is looking for me. I'll go play with her first."
As she spoke, Ling Nuonuo smiled and walked towards a beautiful young lady who was about the same age as her. After which, the two of them left the banquet hall while chatting and laughing. After all, girls of their age did not like this kind of occasion.
Seeing that Ling Nuonuo had walked far away, Ling Mian's gaze became truly gloomy as he muttered to himself: "That third brother of mine is really dishonest. He goes around making friends, thinking that by relying on this unorthodox method, he will be able to accumulate enough power to snatch the right to the throne from my hands …
Haha, what a fool's dream! "
"Master, what do we do now? Do you want me to secretly get rid of this fellow? "
A young man with dark skin stepped out from behind Ling Mian. A cold light flashed in his eyes as he looked at Xiang Yunfan.
His name was Ling Fei and he was the descendant of a prince. He had always been by Ling Mian's side and was one of Ling Mian's lackeys.
"Haha, isn't it easy to get rid of this fellow?" Ling Mian sneered.
"Then what does master mean?" Ling Fei bowed and asked.
"I want to embarrass my third brother. I want him to embarrass himself in front of everyone! I want father to know what kind of trashy friends my foolish third brother has made! "
Ling Mian coldly said.
"Master, this little one understands. Watch my actions!"
As he spoke, Ling Fei gave a sinister smile and strode towards Yun Fan.
At the same time, Yun Fan was holding a wine cup and taking a small sip, leisurely savoring the wonderful taste.
At this moment, an unfriendly voice suddenly sounded from behind him: "Hey, kid! Who are you? Why haven't I seen you before? "
His voice wasn't soft, but it still attracted the attention of many people in the noisy hall.
Some people stopped chatting and looked towards Yun Fan.
Yun Fan frowned slightly as he swirled the wine cup in his hand. He did not even look at the other party as he calmly asked: "Who are you?"
"I am Prince Rong's son, Ling Fei. Those who are here today are either relatives of the royal family or representatives of the great clans... I am familiar with these people, but I have never seen you before!
Speak! How did you sneak into the palace? Are you a spy from the Luo Star continent?
Guards! Where are the guards! There's a suspected spy here. Why aren't you taking him down? "
Hearing Ling Fei's shouts, even more people's gazes were focused on Yun Fan. They were constantly criticizing him.
"Who is this kid?"
"I don't know. He looks very unfamiliar. Could he really be a spy who sneaked in?"
"A spy even dares to sneak into the palace? You really have guts. Why aren't you killing him on the spot? "
The commotion on this side also attracted the attention of the palace guards. Many guards rushed over and surrounded Yun Fan and Ling Fei in the middle.
Faced with this situation, Yun Fan remained calm and collected as he slowly raised his wine cup and took a sip. Only then did he say, "I am a friend of the third prince, Ling Xing. He was the one who invited me to this banquet. If you don't believe me, you can ask him."
Ling Fei sneered. Seeing that more and more people were paying attention to them, he felt proud. He naturally knew that Yun Fan was not lying.
But his goal was to let the royal family and the people of the great clans know that he, the Third Prince, Ling Xing, made friends with trash.
In this way, he would belittle the Third Prince and elevate the First Prince.
Thinking of this, Ling Fei continued to ask loudly: "You are a friend of the Third Prince? May I ask which great clan you are from? "
"I am not a descendant of a great clan, nor am I from the Desolate Star continent."
"Oh? Then which continent are you from? "
"I am from the Hunyuan Continent." Yun Fan answered truthfully.
"Hunyuan Continent?"
Ling Fei was startled when he heard this. Soon after, he laughed out loud: "A low-grade continent?"
"The Hunyuan Continent was indeed a low-grade continent." Yun Fan nodded slightly. "But …"
Without waiting for Yun Fan to finish speaking, Ling Fei rudely interrupted. He directly scolded with a mocking smile, "What a joke. How could the honorable third prince of our Desolate Star Continent make friends with trash like you?
If that's the case, then wouldn't our Third Prince Ling Xing's status be too low? "
He spoke very loudly on purpose so that the people around could hear him clearly.
When the First Prince Ling Mian saw this, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled into a smile. He laughed coldly in his heart, "Ling Xing, let everyone know that you have such trashy friends. You will become the laughing stock of the entire royal family in the future!
Let's see how you fight for the throne with me! "
Yun Fan frowned. At this time, he had also sensed the other party's scheme. Just as he was about to retaliate, a commotion came from outside the door.
Someone whispered: "The representative of the Warlord Mansion is here!"
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but feel deep respect for him, and the discussions immediately disappeared.
Everyone knew that on the Desolate Star continent, other than the royal family, there was no clan that could not be offended easily.
Then the answer was most likely the Battle King Manor!
Not only was the Warlord the second most powerful person after the ruler of the Desolate Star, but it was also because of his lifetime of contributions to the Desolate Star Dynasty. The Spirit Seed of the Spirit Grain was obtained by the Warlord through a narrow escape.
Therefore, the people of the Desolate Star continent were very respectful of the Warlord Mansion. It could be said that they were second only to one person and above everyone else.
When they heard that the representative of the Warlord Mansion had arrived, everyone wanted to go up and curry favor with him.
Yun Fan also looked over there. The crowd parted, revealing the figure of an old man. He was in the center of everyone's attention.
Seeing the old man's appearance, Yun Fan could not help but be stunned. Wasn't this the Elder Feng he had seen at the Yunxuan Pavilion?
When Yun Fan saw Elder Feng, Elder Feng also noticed Yun Fan. His eyes, which seemed to be about to fall asleep, suddenly widened. His old eyes shone brightly.
Then, under everyone's stunned gazes, Elder Feng actually jogged over to Yun Fan. He bowed with a smile and said:
"Aiya, isn't this Young Master Yun Fan?"
When everyone saw this scene, they were instantly thrown into disarray.
What was going on? The representative of the Warlord Mansion, who almost all the royal family members had to give face to, was actually so respectful to this ordinary-looking young man?
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