Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai Call Off Their Engagement

Half an hour later, inside Star Luo Palace.

Star Luo Emperor Dai Yuanhong sat upright on the dragon throne, his gaze concealing a chill.

All the ministers turned to look at Jin Lingfeng and Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo, their eyes surging with anger and wariness.

First Prince Dai Weisi stared at Jin Lingfeng with a cold smile. The royal family's dignity could not be insulted. The Star Luo Emperor would surely make him pay the price!

Zhu Youzhi and Zhu Zhuqing stood rather nervously midway along the right side. The girl secretly glanced at the man in white, her eyes helpless and uneasy...

At that moment, Jin Lingfeng frowned and said coldly:

"Your Majesty, since Crown Prince Qinghe is in the palace, why has he not appeared?"

Dai Yuanhong smiled blandly.

"Your Highness need not be anxious. I have already sent someone to notify Crown Prince Qinghe."

"I believe he will arrive within another half hour!"

"Two years ago, Your Highness defeated ten talented level 39 Soul Elders alone in the Heaven Dou Empire, becoming famous throughout the Douluo Continent."

"I wonder whether today, you can challenge the ten talented level 49 Soul Ancestors of my Star Luo Empire by yourself?"

Once he finished speaking, Dai Yuanhong's tone carried a trace of provocation.

Jin Lingfeng's expression did not change.

Could it be that Qian Renxue never came to the Star Luo Empire as an envoy? Rage churned within him.

Yue Guan, standing to the left, immediately snorted coldly.

"Your Majesty, you lured His Highness the Holy Son into the palace!"

"And now you propose such an unfair challenge. What are your intentions?"

Dai Weisi stepped forward and explained with a smile:

"Chrysanthemum Douluo, since Father says Crown Prince Qinghe is in the palace, then he must be here."

"As for the challenge, whether to accept it is entirely His Highness the Holy Son's choice. Father has not forced him."

His words rang with force, and the prince's majesty began to show.

Dai Yuanhong nodded in satisfaction.

Jin Lingfeng understood that Dai Yuanhong wanted to humiliate him and, through him, humiliate Spirit Hall. Why not play along with his scheme?

He smiled calmly and looked directly at Dai Yuanhong on the dragon throne.

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

"But I hope to add something to the wager!"

Dai Yuanhong sneered inwardly but asked on the surface:

"What does Your Highness wish to wager with me?"

Jin Lingfeng pointed at Zhu Zhuqing, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"Your Majesty, if I win this challenge..."

"Then let my good friend Zhu Zhuqing call off her engagement to Second Prince Dai Mubai. How about it?"

The entire hall fell deathly silent!

No one had expected Spirit Hall's Holy Son to propose such a wager!

If he somehow won, the royal family would truly lose all face!

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 refusing the wager, allowing him to withdraw from the challenge openly and honorably.

Zhu Zhuqing gently pressed her thin lips together, her black eyes fixed tightly upon the man in white. Her heart was tense and confused.

"Why would he risk angering His Majesty to help Dai Mubai and me call off our engagement?"

"Could he... like me?"

Zhu Zhuqing's thoughts were in turmoil.

Zhu Youzhi was greatly startled. His gaze shifted between Jin Lingfeng and his daughter, Zhu Zhuqing, before his eyes suddenly lit up.

He... understood!

So the Holy Son liked his daughter, Zhu Zhuqing!

He was extremely satisfied with this son-in-law, who was a thousand, ten thousand times better than that useless Dai Mubai!

Dai Weisi's face darkened with fury as he pointed at Jin Lingfeng and shouted:

"Holy Son, you have gone too far!"

"Zhu Zhuqing is engaged to my second brother. If they call off their engagement..."

"Where will that leave the royal family's dignity!"

Jin Lingfeng clasped his hands behind his back and deliberately sneered.

"I am only fourteen years old. Do you truly have no confidence that ten level 49 Soul Ancestors can defeat me?"

"So the Star Luo Empire does not even have a few decent geniuses. How pathetic."

His words were mocking and utterly arrogant.

In an instant, all the ministers were enraged. Dai Mubai's eyes turned crimson. If looks could kill, Jin Lingfeng would have died thousands upon thousands of times already!

Just as Dai Weisi was about to lose his temper, Dai Yuanhong abruptly rose from the dragon throne and snorted angrily.

"Fine, I agree to this wager!"

At once, Jin Lingfeng revealed a smile of triumph and cast a friendly look toward Zhu Zhuqing.

Their gazes met. Zhu Zhuqing panicked and hurriedly lowered her head, staring at her little feet past her firm, rounded chest.

After a long while, she carefully raised her head and secretly looked at the man in white. A faint smile appeared on her usually cold face, making her exceptionally adorable.

But when he looked back at her as well, she quickly lowered her head again, afraid of being discovered. Her cheeks flushed red, and delight welled up in her black eyes.

It was a miraculous feeling Zhu Zhuqing had never experienced before, gradually prying open a corner of her sealed-off heart...

Dai Weisi's face was filled with shock, and all the ministers wore the same expression.

They did not understand why the Star Luo Emperor had agreed to such a wager!

Dai Yuanhong sat back down on the dragon throne and spoke to Jin Lingfeng.

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

"But on the Star Luo Empire's side, I will replace the ten level 49 Soul Ancestors with one level 59 Soul King. I wonder if you still dare to accept the challenge?"

"If you can still win under those conditions, Zhu Zhuqing and Mubai's engagement will be canceled."

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

As soon as those words were spoken, Dai Weisi and the ministers became wildly excited. A level 59 Soul King fighting a fourteen-year-old Holy Son? Wouldn't that be an effortless beating?

Zhu Zhuqing's heart raced wildly. If Jin Lingfeng truly won, would she belong to him from then on?

No...

How could that be...

But against a level 59 Soul King, would he still risk everything for me...

Zhu Youzhi's expression changed drastically. He had heard of the legends surrounding Spirit Hall's Holy Son. Against ten level 49 Soul Ancestors, he might still have had a chance.

But against a level 59 Soul King, defeat was certain!

Moreover, the Star Luo Emperor had decided that Zhu Zhuqing was involved with Spirit Hall's Holy Son. If the engagement could not be dissolved, what awaited Zhu Zhuqing and the Zhu Family would be a hellish outcome!

"Your Highness the Holy Son, please refuse!"

"His Majesty's demand is simply unreasonable!"

Yue Guan spoke angrily, glaring fixedly at the Star Luo Emperor above.

Dai Yuanhong let out a cold laugh.

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

"But the wager proposed by the Holy Son damages my royal family's dignity. Is that not excessive as well?"

The atmosphere became taut and oppressive!

However, at that moment.

Jin Lingfeng's calm voice sounded.

"Your Majesty, I accept this challenge."

Everyone was instantly stunned!

Their gazes converged upon the white-clad figure below!

Zhu Zhuqing's pupils contracted, ripples stirring within them as her heart was deeply moved.

Gradually, her heart, sealed away for many years, completely opened. As she raised her head to gaze at the man in white, her eyes held a touch more tenderness...

Zhu Youzhi felt greatly relieved. Jin Lingfeng was loyal and righteous. As long as he won this challenge, Zhu Youzhi could rest easy entrusting his daughter to him...

Dai Weisi and all the ministers sneered repeatedly, as though they could already see Jin Lingfeng being beaten until he was crawling across the ground!

Yue Guan and Gui Mei sighed helplessly, then nodded solemnly at each other. If the Holy Son was in danger later, they would act without hesitation!

The Star Luo Emperor laughed excitedly and raised an arm as he shouted:

"Where is General Chen!"

"Your subordinate is here!"

A young man clad in golden armor, with an imposing presence like a dragon or tiger, walked to the center of the hall and dropped to one knee.