Chapter 69: Courage and Perseverance!

  The capital of the Kingdom of Yongyi is Yongyicheng.

  Today is exactly the 80th birthday of King Yongyi, and on this day, all the generals who guarded the border returned.

  Chen Le and Fei sat in a luxurious sedan chair, with two bearers in front and two behind, surrounded by about 20 sixth-grade imperial guards. This looked very majestic. The Second Prince's Mansion was close to the Imperial Palace, and they arrived after walking for about 10 minutes.

  "Hey, isn't this Second Brother? Why aren't you staying at home reflecting on your mistakes, are you planning to pretend to be crazy here?"

  Fayn pulled up the curtain of the sedan chair with a look of disgust, glaring fiercely at the man in front of him who looked somewhat similar to himself. This person was his own brother, Geli Yongwei, the eldest prince of the kingdom and the most likely to inherit the throne.

  Ge Li lay on the windowsill of Fei's room, with a smile on his face, and said: "My good brother, have you prepared gifts for Father King? Do you want me, as your elder brother, to give you some?"

  Fayne said impatiently, "No need to trouble you with it."

  "Haha, then I'll be waiting for your gift, my good brother! Hahaha!"

  As the laughter faded away, Fein's expression slowly returned to normal. Chen Le looked at Fein with a puzzled expression and asked: "Has your older brother always been like this?"

  Fayne said helplessly: "Before yesterday's incident, he was still normal, at least on the surface."

  Chen Le sneered: "Looks like he thinks he's already got it in the bag, huh."

  Fayne looked at Chen Le doubtfully and said: "Master Arthur, are you sure your plan will really work?"

  Chen Le shrugged and smiled: "Now that things have come to this point, is there still a way back?"

  Fayne took a deep breath, then said to Chen Le: "Yes, there's no turning back now. Master Arthur, if this plan really succeeds, I will definitely make you a prince!"

  Chen Le smiled twice and said, "Let's talk about it later. First, let's settle this matter in front of us. The purpose of our trip is very simple. Try to win over those generals we can contact, as many as possible. If no one is willing, just remember those who are particularly good at flattering."

  Fayne nodded and then bellowed: "Advance!"

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  The Imperial Palace at the center of Yongyi City, the capital of the Kingdom of Yongyi!

  It is worthy of being crowned with the name of imperial palace and highlights the bravery of warriors.

  The gate of the palace is a cross with a sword and a shield, after entering the gate, the first thing you see is an extremely large stone carving, which carves a warrior fighting with a sword and a bear-like monster. Adding to this vast environment, it fills people with all sorts of ambitions.

  Chen Le took a deep breath, and Fein saw Chen Le like this began to explain: "This carving is my grandfather, that is, the scene of the last generation's brave king killing the holy-level demon beast."

  "Saint-level demon beast."

  Feyn seemed to have remembered something, and with a fearful expression, he said: "Speaking of which, Master Arthur, did you feel two months ago a breath that could destroy the heavens and earth? My father king said it was the breath of God."

  That scene once again floated in Chen Le's mind, and his chest began to ache violently. He clutched at his chest, with beads of sweat the size of soybeans falling to the ground.

  Fayne hastily supported Chen Le and then loudly said: "Master Arthur! What's wrong with you!"

  Chen Le sat on the sedan chair, weakly saying: "Just thinking of some things."

  Fayn also let out a sigh of relief.

  The sedan chair went on like this, and every time it passed through a gate, it would be blocked by the guards for a careful check.

  When Chen Le and his group walked to the entrance of the grand hall where the king was holding court, they were stopped at least 7 times.

  Chen Le felt a bit helpless and asked Fein, "Do you have to go through this check every time you come to the imperial palace?"

  Fayn smiled and said: "This is because of Father's birthday, so the inspection was a bit stricter. If it were usual times, only one time would be enough."

  Chen Le nodded and got down from the sedan chair. Fein also got down, and they stood together like a pair of good buddies (big fog!)

  Many people in magnificent attire have gathered at the entrance of the grand hall.

  Chen Le swept his gaze around the surrounding people, and suddenly discovered a familiar face. The person also walked over, with a big belly, walking with a bounce, just like a big meatball.

  This man is Olan, the boss of the Seven Star Auction House in Sandroal District.

  Oran first bowed to Fein and Chen with a noble gesture (although somewhat comical), then, with eyes narrowed into slits from smiling, said: "Second Prince, Master Arthur, I didn't expect to run into you here."

  Fayn smiled and said: "Boss Olan, your Seven Star Alignment business should be doing very well this year."

  "Thanks to Master Asyer's blessing, this year's profit is twice that of last year!" Oran exclaimed with a smile.

  Chen Le smiled and said: "That's good! Doesn't Mr. Olan give some benefits?"

  Orland's face fell instantly, and he said with a bitter smile: "Master Arthur, I haven't even charged you the handling fee. Why don't we just end it like this?"

  Chen Le patted Oran's plump back and said: "Okay okay!"

  Mr. Oran's round face was once again filled with a smile as he said hastily: "It's settled then, Master Arthur!"

  Looking at Olan's delighted face, Chen Le didn't know what to say either.

  "Master Arthur!" A thick voice appeared beside Chen Le's ear, Chen Le turned his head to look, and it was none other than De Ming who came to the hotel last night.

  De Ming ran over, panting heavily, seemingly exhausted.

  Chen Le smiled and said: "De Ming Knight, what's wrong with you? How did you get so tired."

  "Ah, Master Arthur, it's a long story. This morning I went to your hotel to move wine, but we were short-handed and had to make four trips back and forth before finishing. And that wasn't all - earlier I also went to pick up the envoy from the Kingdom of Villman, and those barbarians saw me and started fighting with me. Now that's just ended, and here I am seeing you and the Second Prince."

  Chen Le smiled and said: "Looks like you're still quite busy, De Ming Knight."

  Fei En put on his usual smile and said: "Uncle De Ming, I'll go receive the guests instead."

  Te Ming waved his hand and said: "It can't be helped, it can't be helped. After all, this is a task given to me by His Majesty the King."

  De Ming suddenly said in a low voice at this time: "The eldest prince has already controlled 10 legions in the north, and the second prince should be careful!"

  "Hey, Second Prince, did you hear clearly where I said to put the money earlier?"

  Fayn nodded and said, "Alright, Uncle Deming, you don't have to speak so softly."

  "Ahah, this is after all the king's money, I must be careful! Alright, I'll continue to receive envoys from other places. Farewell, Second Prince, Master Arthur."

  "De Ming Knights, farewell," Chen Le said with a wave of his hand.

  De Ming's figure was soon submerged in the crowd, Fei En's face was extremely bad, Chen Le blocked in front of Fei En.

  Fayn whispered: "It seems like something is wrong."

  Chen Le shook his head and said, "As long as you can subdue the several generals who are garrisoned in the south, that's all. Remember my words, hold on to the south firmly, and when they finish biting each other, then wipe them out at once. To be honest, if it weren't for some accidental circumstances, I wouldn't have known his ambition would be so great."

  Feyn said helplessly: "A season of many events."

  Chen Le seemed to have remembered something: "Right, Prince Fein, when do you think the banquet will start?"

  Fayne glanced at the sun and said, "Probably in the evening."

  Chen Le's eyes were about to pop out as he said gloomily, "We're not going to stand here for the whole afternoon, are we? I haven't even had lunch yet!"

  "Haha, indeed it is, who told you not to eat?"

  Chen Le was silently crying, he had originally planned to come and have a big meal, but now it seems that he has lost the chicken and gained nothing, and instead he himself will have to go hungry.