Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai Break Off Their Engagement

Half an hour later, inside the Star Luo Palace.

The Star Luo Emperor, Dai Yuanhong, sat on his dragon throne, his gaze filled with hidden coldness.

All the ministers looked towards Jin Lingfeng and Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo, their eyes swirling with anger and apprehension.

The First Prince, Dai Weisi, sneered at Jin Lingfeng. The royal family's honor could not be insulted, and he believed the Star Luo Emperor would surely make him pay the price!

Zhu Youzhi and Zhu Zhuqing stood in the middle of the right side, looking quite flustered. The young girl secretly glanced at the man in white, her eyes filled with helplessness and unease...

At this moment, Jin Lingfeng frowned and said coldly:

"Your Majesty, since Crown Prince Qinghe is in the imperial palace, why hasn't he appeared?"

Dai Yuanhong smiled calmly:

"Holy Son, there's no need to rush. I have already sent someone to notify Crown Prince Qinghe."

"I believe he will be here within another half an hour!"

"Two years ago, in the Heaven Dou Empire, the Holy Son defeated ten 39th-level Soul Elder geniuses by himself, becoming famous throughout the Douluo Continent."

"I wonder if today, you can, by yourself, challenge the ten greatest 49th-level Soul Ancestor geniuses of the Star Luo Empire?"

As he finished speaking, Dai Yuanhong's tone carried a hint of provocation.

Jin Lingfeng's expression remained unchanged upon hearing this.

He was furious inwardly. Could it be that Qian Renxue did not come to the Star Luo Empire as an envoy?

At that moment, Yue Guan on the left snorted coldly:

"Your Majesty, you are luring the Holy Son into the imperial palace!"

"To propose such an unfair challenge, what are your intentions!"

Dai Weisi stepped forward, smiling as he explained:

"Esteemed Chrysanthemum Douluo, since Father Emperor said Crown Prince Qinghe is in the imperial palace, then he must be."

"As for the challenge, whether to accept it is entirely up to the Holy Son's will. Father Emperor is not forcing him."

His words were firm and resonant, showcasing the initial majesty of a prince.

Dai Yuanhong nodded with satisfaction.

Jin Lingfeng understood that Dai Yuanhong wanted to humiliate him through this, thereby achieving the goal of humiliating the Martial Soul Hall. Why not play along?

He smiled calmly and looked directly at Dai Yuanhong on the dragon throne, saying:

"Your Majesty, I am willing to accept this challenge."

"But I hope to increase the stakes a little!"

Dai Yuanhong sneered inwardly, but outwardly asked:

"I wonder what the Holy Son wishes to bet with me?"

Jin Lingfeng pointed at Zhu Zhuqing, his smile not quite reaching his eyes, and said:

"Your Majesty, if I win this challenge."

"Then I hope my good friend Zhu Zhuqing can have her engagement with the Second Prince, Dai Mubai, annulled."

Suddenly, the entire hall fell deathly silent!

No one had expected the Holy Son of the Martial Soul Hall to propose such a wager!

If he were to win by chance, the royal family would truly be disgraced!

Beside him, Yue Guan and Gui Mei exchanged glances.

They thought the Holy Son intended to use this to force the Star Luo Emperor into not daring to accept the bet, thereby openly backing out of the challenge.

The young girl Zhu Zhuqing pursed her thin lips, her dark eyes fixed on the man in white. Her heart was tense and confused.

Why would he risk the Emperor's wrath to help me break off my engagement with Dai Mubai?

Could it be... he likes me?

Zhu Zhuqing thought, her mind in a jumble.

Zhu Youzhi's heart leaped in shock. His gaze swept between Jin Lingfeng and his daughter, Zhu Zhuqing, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

He... understood!

So the Holy Son liked his daughter, Zhu Zhuqing!

He was very satisfied with this son-in-law, a thousand times better than the useless Dai Mubai!

Dai Weisi's face turned angry. He pointed at Jin Lingfeng and rebuked:

"Holy Son, you are simply going too far!"

"Zhu Zhuqing is engaged to my second brother. If their engagement is broken off,"

"Then where will the honor of our royal family be placed!"

Jin Lingfeng clasped his hands behind his back, deliberately sneering with disdain:

"I'm only 14 years old. Don't you have confidence in defeating me against ten Level 49 Soul Ancestors?"

"So, the Star Luo Empire doesn't even have a few decent geniuses. How pathetic."

His words were mocking and incredibly arrogant.

Instantly, all the ministers were enraged. Dai Mubai's eyes turned blood red. If looks could kill, Jin Lingfeng would have died thousands of times over!

Just as Dai Weisi was about to lose his temper, Dai Yuanhong, seated on the dragon throne, suddenly stood up and let out an angry snort:

"Fine, I agree to this bet!"

Immediately, Jin Lingfeng revealed a smile of a scheme successfully executed and cast a friendly glance at the young woman, Zhu Zhuqing.

Their eyes met. Zhu Zhuqing was flustered and quickly lowered her head, staring at her small feet through her firm, rounded chest.

After a long while, she cautiously raised her head and secretly looked at the man in white. A faint smile, incredibly cute, appeared on her usually cold face.

But when he looked back at her, she quickly lowered her head again, blushing, afraid of being discovered. Joy welled up in her dark eyes.

This was a magical feeling, one the young woman had never experienced, and it gradually opened a corner of her closed heart…

Dai Weisi was shocked, and so were all the ministers.

They didn't understand why the Star Luo Emperor had agreed to such a bet!

Dai Yuanhong, seated on the dragon throne, spoke to Jin Lingfeng:

"Holy Son, I can agree to the bet you proposed."

"However, on the Star Luo Empire's side, I want to change the ten Level 49 Soul Ancestors to one Level 59 Soul King. I wonder if you still dare to challenge?"

"If you can still win under these circumstances, the engagement between Zhu Zhuqing and Mubai will be canceled."

"From this day forward, Zhu Zhuqing will belong to you!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Dai Weisi and the ministers were ecstatic. A Level 59 Soul King against a 14-year-old Holy Son? It would be a complete annihilation!

The young woman, Zhu Zhuqing, felt her heart pounding nervously. If Jin Lingfeng could truly win, would she belong to him from now on?

No…

How could that be…

But facing a Level 59 Soul King, would he still risk everything for her…

Zhu Youzhi's face changed dramatically. He had heard legends of the Martial Soul Hall's Holy Son. Perhaps he had a chance against ten Level 49 Soul Ancestors.

But facing a Level 59 Soul King, he was clearly doomed to lose!

Furthermore, the Star Luo Emperor was convinced that Zhu Zhuqing was involved with the Martial Soul Hall's Holy Son. If the engagement couldn't be broken, it would lead to a hellish outcome for Zhu Zhuqing and the Zhu family in the future!

"Your Highness, the Holy Son, please refuse!"

"Your Majesty's demand is simply outrageous!"

Yue Guan said angrily, staring intently at the Star Luo Emperor above.

Dai Yuanhong let out a cold laugh:

"Chrysanthemum Douluo, you think my demand is excessive."

"But the bet proposed by the Holy Son is an insult to my royal family's dignity. Is that not excessive?!"

The atmosphere was tense and oppressive!

However, at this moment.

Jin Lingfeng's calm voice rang out:

"Your Majesty, I accept this challenge."

Suddenly, everyone froze!

All eyes gathered, focusing on the white-clothed figure below!

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes widened, ripples flowing within them. The young girl's heart was deeply touched.

Gradually, the heart that had been sealed for many years completely opened. As she looked up at the man in white, her gaze held a hint of tenderness…

Zhu Youzhi was very pleased. Jin Lingfeng was loyal and righteous. If he could win this challenge, he would be at ease entrusting his daughter to him…

Dai Weisi and all the ministers sneered, as if they could already see Jin Lingfeng being beaten to a pulp!

Yue Guan and Gui Mei sighed helplessly, nodding heavily to each other. If the Holy Son were in danger, they would not hesitate to intervene!

The Star Luo Emperor laughed excitedly, raising his arms and shouting:

"General Chen, where are you?!"

"Your subordinate is here!"

A young man clad in golden armor, with a presence as powerful as a dragon or a tiger, strode to the center of the hall and knelt on one knee.