Chapter 1373: Two Princesses, Third-Rate Trash!

Chapter 1373: Chapter 1370: Two Princesses, Third-Rate Trash!

“Who dares…”

Suddenly being blocked, Jia Kun was burning with anger. He glared towards the direction of the Palm Gang, and upon seeing the luxury carriage halted by the square, his expression changed drastically, swallowing the rest of his words back.

The others also fell silent.

Luo Feng looked towards the luxury carriage beside the square, slightly furrowing his brow, curious about the identity of the person who could make this arrogant Prince Jia lose composure.

Swipe!

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and two tall figures walked out from inside.

The one on the left was Chi Wei, likely due to attending the banquet, she was dressed in formal attire at this moment. Her graceful, soft figure seemed more charming and radiant than usual.

The woman next to her, in her early twenties, wore a flowing dress adorned with lotus patterns, her long skirt trailing on the ground, her dark hair like a waterfall, resembling blooming celestial flowers, appeared dignified and beautiful, with features resembling Chi Wei’s.

Late stage of True Yuan Realm’s sixth level…

As Luo Feng looked at the noble woman, his gaze slightly flickered.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Chi Wei and the noble woman walked to the center of the people.

“Greetings, Third Princess.”

“Second Princess…”

All the young talents in the square, upon seeing the two, immediately bowed respectfully, their expressions solemn. Many eyes revealed intense envy, including Jia Kun’s.

The noble woman nodded lightly, glanced around, and her gaze settled on Jia Kun, asking, “Jia Kun, these are esteemed guests of our Dali Dynasty. What are you doing?”

Jia Kun’s face slightly stiffened, immediately forced a smile, saying, “Second Princess, I just heard that the number one of Canglang Dynasty has arrived in our Melt Fire City, and got eager, wanting to spar with him.”

Speaking, Jia Kun was scrutinizing Chi Wei, eyes revealing enthusiasm.

Noticing Jia Kun’s gaze, Luo Feng raised his brow; it seemed Prince Jia harbors feelings for Chi Wei beyond respect.

“That’s good.”

The noble woman glanced at Jia Kun with an expressionless face, speaking to the people around, “The banquet is about to begin, you should go quickly.”

“Yes.” Everyone responded in unison, starting to leave the square.

Jia Kun’s face radiated enthusiasm as he was about to walk towards Chi Wei, but Chi Wei suddenly turned and walked to Luo Feng’s side.

“Royal Sister, this is Luo Feng.” Chi Wei introduced Luo Feng.

The noble woman nodded, her beautiful eyes turning to Luo Feng, smiling sweetly, “Indeed a talent, a dragon among men, worthy of being the number one of Canglang Dynasty. No wonder Chi Wei praises you highly, even Chixiao views you differently.”

Luo Feng understood the identity of the person and cupped his fists, “Greetings, Second Princess.”

The noble woman shook her head, smiling, “You are not one of our Dali Dynasty, don’t mind these formalities. I am Chi Wei’s elder sister, Chi Yourong, if you don’t mind, call me Yourong Sister.”

Luo Feng was taken aback, nodded, “Yourong Sister.”

Chi Yourong seemed pleased, smiled and nodded, as Su Zhuyun and Yue Haitang also introduced themselves.

At this moment, several Fire Armour Guards drove the luxury carriage over.

“We are heading to Thousand Flame Hall as well, come along.” Chi Yourong invited.

Luo Feng glanced at the luxury carriage beside him, saying, “Isn’t this not suitable?”

The carriage was evidently the royal sisters’ ride, now in front of so many people, getting aboard might attract criticism.

Chi Wei was also surprised; this carriage had always only been ridden by her and Chi Yourong, not even Chixiao had set foot on it. This invitation to Luo Feng was indeed unexpected.

Chi Yourong smiled slightly, looking at Luo Feng, “Is it because you find this carriage too simple, unworthy of your status?”

“Of course not.”

Luo Feng shook his head quickly, feeling helpless at heart, nodding, “Alright then.”

Amidst the envious, jealous eyes, Luo Feng boarded the carriage along with Chi Yourong.

“Chi Wei!”

Just as Chi Wei was about to get on the carriage, Jia Kun chased a few steps forward.

“Anything?” Chi Wei turned to ask.

Jia Kun was stunned; he had feelings for Chi Wei, not something new. Although their relationship wasn’t exceptionally good, it wasn’t bad either. Yet today’s Chi Wei gave him a feeling of keeping people at arm’s length, leaving him momentarily speechless.

Seeing him silent, Chi Wei turned and headed towards the carriage but halted after a few steps, glanced at the cracks in the square, and said, “Jia Kun, I advise you not to provoke Luo Feng again.”

Luo Feng!

Jia Kun’s face darkened, as his expression became slightly ferocious, his voice hoarse and said:

“Why? Do you think I am not his match? Even if he’s the number one of Canglang Dynasty, in our Dali Dynasty, he’s merely a third-rate figure.”

Chi Wei frowned, glancing at Jia Kun, at this moment seeing a glimpse of her past self, the words at the tip of her tongue were swallowed back. She shook her head and climbed into the carriage.

“Damn it!”

Watching the carriage gradually move away, Jia Kun’s face turned livid, fists clenching tightly until they creaked. Though Chi Wei didn’t finish her sentence, her meaning was clear: He was inferior to Luo Feng!

The small-eyed martial artist who had been with Jia Kun came over, looking at the distant carriage, curiously saying:

“Heir, wasn’t the Third Princess previously disliking the people of Canglang Dynasty? How come her attitude changed so much after visiting Canglang Dynasty twice, being so favorable to Luo Feng. Even the Second Princess invited him onto the carriage, which is a first.”

“Get lost!”

Jia Kun glared fiercely, roaring, shaking the ground with his fury.

“Alright, alright, I’m getting lost.”

The small-eyed martial artist was startled by Jia Kun’s intense killing intent, puzzled about his sudden tantrum, and retreated with confusion.

“Luo Feng, I hope your strength won’t disappoint me! Chi Wei, you’ll realize that a third-rate figure remains a third-rate figure, even if labeled the number one of Canglang Dynasty. Hmph!”

Clenching his teeth, Jia Kun flicked his sleeves, suppressing his raging anger, marched towards Thousand Flame Hall.

…

Luo Feng initially worried about the small space of the carriage being unable to accommodate five people, but upon boarding realized he worried too much.

Inside the carriage, the space was vast, as big as a room, furnished with jade tables and wooden chairs, with the jade tables having an assortment of snacks and spirit fruits, their aroma subtly lingering.

“Luo Feng, thank you for saving Chi Wei from the Blood Shadow Demon General.” After sitting, Chi Yourong suddenly rose to show a deep bow to him.

“Too kind.”

Luo Feng hurriedly rose, “I was merely acting in self-preservation.”

Chi Yourong appreciated Luo Feng’s modest and proud-less attitude, smiled, then her expression turned cold, “The Blood Shadow Demon General dared to wreak havoc in our Dali Dynasty, this debt I will repay with blood for blood.”

Resuming her seat, Chi Yourong looked at Luo Feng and Chi Wei, asking, “Luo Feng, how did you meet Chi Wei?”

Luo Feng was stunned, not expecting Chi Yourong to suddenly ask this.

Opposite, Chi Wei too was startled, looking slightly anxious at Luo Feng, nervously fiddling with her fingers; she didn’t want Chi Yourong to know the truth.