Chapter 402: Give the Viscount

The royal arena, whether it is royalty, nobles or civilians, is beginning to evacuate!
"Emperor Dia, I will entertain the ministers in Huiyan Pavilion tonight. I hope Emperor Dia can come!"
Hai Wuya is in a good mood, and has already ordered to go down, tonight, a feast for the officials.
Ye Feng was still standing in the arena, accelerating the speed of refining ten drops of Asura's blood. As the body became stronger, Ye Feng felt that the speed of killing the ghost eyes was much faster, and it was estimated that it would be all consumed in a dozen days.
In a dark corner of the Royal Arena, Hei Luo's face was full of murderous aura, and eleven ghost guards were sitting beside him. They also entered here, just to see Ye Feng killing three gladiators.
"This kid is getting stronger and stronger. We must hurry up and catch him alive as soon as possible. Even I feel that Ghost Eye is gradually losing contact with me!"
Hei Luo seemed to be talking to himself, and he was also talking to the ghost guard beside him.
Because Guiwei had his tongue cut off since he was a child, he couldn't speak, he didn't have any expression, and he looked at Ye Feng with a gloomy look.
"My master, please!"
A soldier in armor walked up to Ye Feng and made a respectful courtesy.
"Lead the way!"
Ye Feng knew that the successive killings of the three gladiators of the Dia royal family had attracted the attention of the Persian royal family.
The armored soldier did not pass through the prison this time, but instead opened a passage and took Ye Feng out of the Royal Arena.
"Dear guest, our host has ordered you to bathe and change clothes first, and I will take you to see him later!"
The soldier took Ye Feng to a very gorgeous palace. A dozen girls dressed as court ladies stood in a row. Among them, there was a huge wooden barrel full of hot water.
"Let them all retreat!"
Ye Feng is not accustomed to letting so many women take a shower. After all, Ye Feng is only nineteen years old. If you let more than a dozen girls watch him take a bath, he wouldn't be ashamed.
The soldier waved his hand and all the ten court ladies withdrew, leaving Ye Feng alone.
Seeing them all leave, Ye Feng took off his robe, revealing his naked muscles. His body was very strong. After absorbing 18 drops of Shura blood, Ye Feng's body reached a terrifying state.
After washing for half an hour, Ye Feng started to get up and found a clean robe to put on. The whole person looked vigorous, a pair of sword eyebrows thrust into the sky, and his handsome face was tinged with faint ruddy, not a very strong body. , Giving people a strong sense of security.
"Dear guest, our host has been waiting for a long time, can we set off now?"
This soldier has always maintained a respectful tone and kept saluting Ye Feng.
"Let's go!"
Ye Feng also wanted to know who this master was. Looking at such a magnificent palace, he was at least a nobleman or even a member of the royal family.
Passing through the many courtyards, Ye Feng seems to be in a paradise, where birds and flowers are fragrant, and various palace ladies shuttle among them, constantly busy.
"Stop coming!"
Not far from a hall, Ye Feng was stopped by someone.
"This is a token!"
The soldier quickly took out a token from his arms and stopped Ye Feng's guard to make respectful etiquette.
"Hurry up!"
Quickly released, Ye Feng followed the soldier into a huge palace, which was several thousand square meters in size, and now there were many people shuttled back and forth inside.
"Dear guest, the host of our house will be here soon, you can go in now!"
The soldiers sent Ye Feng to the gate of the main hall and made a gesture of asking, allowing Ye Feng to enter.
He glanced at it and found that this was a huge event. Many nobles wore silk shirts, and some held Post-quality tall glasses, shaking the purple liquid in the glass, and tasting the fine wines that the palace had kept for a long time.
Nodded, Ye Feng stepped into the main hall. If you come, you will be at ease. This has always been the path that Ye Feng walked. In any environment, he can adapt quickly. Anyway, there is no choice but to go. Step by step.
As long as the ghost eyes have not disappeared, Ye Feng will be in a passive state. Not only must he beware of Hei Luo and the others, but he must also deal with the Persian royal family.
"Our warrior is here, everyone is welcome!"
Seeing Ye Feng walk in, many people stopped talking and walked towards Ye Feng together.
Whether it's a man or a woman, they all walked over together, the young boys cast friendly eyes, and the girls cast admiring eyes.
"I am the Associate Minister, dare to ask the title of 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 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 main hall. Basically, the people gathered here were all people with faces in Persia, some with a pleasing smile, and some with a disdainful expression.
"Prince Dia is here!"
Just as everyone was around Ye Feng, a voice came from the Propaganda Division outside the door, and he saw Prince Dia walking into the Huiyan Pavilion with three entourages.
The whole hall was quiet in an instant, and only a few people came to greet him. As an associate minister, the etiquette still needs to be done.
"Welcome to Prince Dia!"
Also greeted with a smile, and led the prince Dia into the depths of the hall.
Ye Feng found an inconspicuous corner and sat down. He didn't like the atmosphere. After the prince Dia came in, his eyes were swept, and it happened to fall on Ye Feng with a vicious murderous intent that pierced Ye Feng.
Feeling the dazzling chill, Ye Feng raised his head, showing disdain, an arc of his mouth curled up, and he didn't avoid the look of Prince Dia in the slightest.
Instead, the prince Dia narrowed his gaze, changed to a smile, and walked towards Ye Feng.
"This warrior, may I ask your name!"
The attitude of the prince Dia changed so quickly that many people did not respond.
"Ye Feng!"
In full view, Ye Feng still looked like a gentleman.
"Young Master Ye, don't mind if I sit here!"
There was still an empty place next to Ye Feng. Regardless of whether Ye Feng agreed with him, Prince Dia sat down. He has seen a thick-skinned one, but never seen such a thick-skinned one.
The three entourages followed, and the others did not dare to approach, and because the corner was remote, the others were unwilling to come.
"Are you interested in joining our Dia 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, and even give you thousands of acres of fertile land and thousands of households. More importantly, just If you wish, you can become the elder Keqing of the Dia Royal Family and enjoy the same treatment as other elders!"
The status of the guest elders of the Dia royal family is very lofty, and they can enjoy all the resources of the Dia royal family. This kind of treatment is not available to everyone. This Dia prince actually threw an olive branch.
"Do you think I will promise you?"
Ye Feng turned his head and said lightly, although the treatment is very generous, it is a pity that Ye Feng is not interested in these things. He needs to pursue the ultimate in martial arts, and of course he will not be restrained by some worldly things.
"Don't you think these treatments are not enough?"
The prince Dia promised so much, Ye Feng was indifferent.
"If you are dissatisfied with your intentions, you can mention it, as long as it is within my permission, I can promise you!"
After all, not everyone likes rights. Some people like beautiful women, some people like Jiangshan, some people like quiet practice...
"It's simple, because I don't like you!"
Ye Feng gave an answer that is not an answer. It is very simple. Ye Feng does not like the prince Dia and his innate superiority. Holding the right in his hands seems to make everyone surrender to his feet and do things for him. .
Ye Feng sees a lot of such people, if there is no strong backstage, sooner or later they will be eaten away.
Hearing Ye Feng's answer, the prince Dia's face instantly became gloomy, and he suppressed his emotions forcibly. This is the Persian royal family, and he is not allowed to go wild.
"Do you know the consequences of rejecting me!"
The prince Dia took a deep breath. It turned out that this was the feeling that was rejected for the first time. In the Royal Dia family, who would dare to refuse him, and who could refuse him, this time he met and met a person who even had a straight eye. People who didn't bother to look at him even refused his invitation without expression.
"Are you threatening me?"
Ye Feng turned his head and revealed a playful smile. Ye Feng had already developed immunity to threats.
"The emperor is here!"
At this moment, the emcee suddenly shouted, and there was a noise from the depths of the hall. The emperor was surrounded by the crowd, the princess was by his side, and the princes followed.
All the nobles and the royal family stood up, stood on both sides to meet the emperor, Ye Feng also stood up from the position, even Prince Dia could not avoid it.
"Please feel free to everyone, this is an open party, there is no official rank, everyone can enjoy!"
Emperor Hai Wuya waved his hand, letting everyone feel free and not so restrained.
The atmosphere quickly eased, and everyone began to talk in low voices. Hai Wuya looked at Ye Feng and found that Prince Dia was sitting next to him, with an imperceptible smile on his mouth, as if he understood the intention of Prince Dia.
"Everyone is quiet, the emperor has something to announce!"
The emperor walked to the dedicated seat, and at this time, the emcee who hosted the party said loudly again.
The scene fell silent for an instant, and they all looked at the emperor, wanting to know what he was going to announce.
"Welcome everyone to come to this gathering, and also welcome Prince Dia to our Persian country and dedicated a wonderful gladiatorial competition!"
Hai Wuya said politely.
"Next I want to announce one thing! I will give this gladiatorial champion Ye Feng a viscount, a reward of ten thousand beauties, a mansion, and hundreds of families!"
Hai Wuya publicly awarded Ye Feng a viscount, ten beautiful blonde women, and even a mansion. Although it was not as good as the treatment proposed by Prince Dia, it was also very generous. After all, everyone at the scene believed that Ye Feng was just a man. A gladiator, this kind of treatment is soaring.