Fourth Brother, You're So Bold!

Snake Lance Douluo bowed, his voice low.

"Your Highness, a remarkable individual has arrived in the Heaven Dou Empire."

Xue Qinghe set down the memorial in her hand.

She raised an eyebrow, signaling him to continue.

Snake Lance Douluo reported the deeds of Ji Feng one by one.

From his battle record at the Soto Great Soul Arena to his Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast soul ring.

After listening, Xue Qinghe fell into deep thought.

This person is not simple, she thought to herself.

To be able to slay a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast at the Soul Emperor level.

Such strength is rare even across the entire empire.

She decided to take the initiative to befriend him.

"I want him to submit to me," she said softly.

Snake Lance Douluo nodded and exited the study.

Xue Qinghe looked out the window, a plan forming in her mind.

On the evening of the third day, Xue Qinghe sent someone to deliver a message.

Ji Feng received the invitation, feeling puzzled.

He opened it to find an invitation from the Crown Prince.

What kind of medicine is this Crown Prince selling in his gourd? Ji Feng wondered, his guard raised.

He tidied himself up and brought Ye Lingling along to the appointment.

Upon arriving at the palace, Xue Qinghe greeted them personally.

She wore a smile, her demeanor elegant and proper.

"Brother Ji, I have long admired your name," she greeted.

Ji Feng responded politely, though he remained calm and collected inside.

Xue Qinghe led him toward the training grounds.

"Tonight, I will take you to see the students of the Heaven Dou Royal Team," she said.

Ji Feng nodded, understanding: She wants to show off her foundation.

He remained silent, following her.

On the training grounds, the students were undergoing drills.

Fireballs and lightning intertwined, the light of their soul skills illuminating the night.

Ji Feng felt a jolt: These students are indeed impressive.

Most of them were already at the Soul Ancestor level.

There were even a few young Soul Kings.

Xue Qinghe looked at him, her eyes filled with probing intent.

"What does Brother Ji think?" she asked.

Ji Feng said indifferently, "Not bad."

Xue Qinghe smiled, secretly pleased.

Her first step of groundwork had been completed.

She believed that Ji Feng had seen the foundation of the royal family.

Sooner or later, he would willingly submit to her.

Meanwhile, on the other side of Heaven Dou City.

Huo Wu and Ning Rongrong were sitting in a hotel room.

The two were best friends, having grown up together.

Huo Wu complained, "That guy named Ji Feng is actually going to attend your birthday banquet?"

Ning Rongrong nodded, pouting, "My father invited him."

Huo Wu's eyes rolled, and she came up with an idea.

"I'll have my suitors go and make things difficult for him."

"I'll make him retreat in the face of difficulty so he never dares to see you again."

Ning Rongrong frowned, hesitating.

But then she thought of the bold words Ji Feng had spoken in the great hall.

"To double the combat power of the younger generation, hmph."

She felt displeased and agreed to Huo Wu's proposal.

Huo Wu clapped her hands in excitement: "Great, let's do it!"

She began to calculate who she should send to teach Ji Feng a lesson.

On the day of the birthday banquet, Ji Feng followed Ning Rongrong out.

Ning Rongrong looked reluctant as she walked in front.

Ji Feng didn't mind and followed behind.

They arrived at the Imperial City Hotel.

This was the most high-end restaurant in Heaven Dou City.

Huo Wu was already waiting for them in a private room.

Several young people were sitting beside her.

Ji Feng swept a glance and recognized Feng Xiaotian.

Feng Xiaotian was one of Huo Wu's suitors.

Seeing Ji Feng, a mocking smile appeared on his face.

"Yo, is this the Ji Feng you were talking about?" he said sarcastically.

Ji Feng ignored him and sat down directly.

Feng Xiaotian felt annoyed and continued to taunt him.

"I heard you're only level 40-something?"

"With just that, you want to pursue Miss Ning Rongrong?"

Ji Feng picked up his teacup, took a sip, and spoke in a calm tone.

"My pursuits have nothing to do with you."

"I am here under the orders of Sect Master Ning to attend this birthday banquet."

Feng Xiaotian was choked by his words, his expression turning ugly.

Huo Wu snickered on the side, waiting to watch a good show.

After three rounds of drinks, an argument broke out outside the private room.

Ji Feng's ears twitched, and he recognized the voice as Oscar's.

He stood up and walked out to investigate.

He saw Oscar confronting several burly men.

Those men were wearing the uniforms of the imperial guards.

Ji Feng recognized them as Xue Beng's subordinates.

Oscar's face was flushed; he had clearly suffered a loss.

The leader was a trusted aide of Xue Beng, a powerhouse at the Spirit King level.

He shoved Oscar aside: "Get lost, don't block the way!"

Oscar stumbled from the push, nearly falling over.

Ji Feng frowned and stepped forward.

"If you have an issue, come at me," he said coldly.

The Spirit King looked him over and sneered: "What kind of thing are you?"

At this moment, Xue Beng walked over from the end of the corridor.

He was followed by seven guards at the Spirit King level.

The aura was powerful and suffocating.

Xue Beng's eyes lit up when he saw Huo Wu and Ning Rongrong.

He walked over with a smile: "Two beauties, stay and drink with me tonight."

Huo Wu's expression changed, and Ning Rongrong frowned.

Feng Xiaotian and Oscar were both stunned.

They dared not offend the Fourth Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Yet, Ji Feng stood in their way: "Your Highness Xue Beng, show some face."

Before the words even faded, everyone present was dumbfounded.

Feng Xiaotian cursed him for being insane in his heart and hurriedly stepped forward to explain.

"Your Highness, this kid doesn't know any better, please don't hold it against him!"

Xue Beng's expression turned gloomy: "What kind of thing are you to dare ask me for face?"

Ji Feng's expression remained unchanged, his tone indifferent.

"I am a guest of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"If I have caused any offense, please forgive me."

Xue Beng sneered, "Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? That means nothing in front of me!"

"I am taking these two women today, no matter what!"

He waved his hand, and the seven guards behind him surged forward.

Ji Feng took a deep breath, thinking to himself: It seems this won't end peacefully today.

He slowly released his soul power.

The radiance of a hundred-thousand-year soul ring rose from within his body.

The power of the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass permeated the air.

The air throughout the entire hotel froze solid.

Xue Beng's eyes widened, "A... a hundred-thousand-year soul ring?!"

The guards behind him were also stunned.

A hundred-thousand-year soul ring was something even Title Douluo dreamed of.

Xue Beng was shocked: What kind of background does this person have?

Just then, footsteps echoed from outside the hotel.

A guard ran in to report, "Your Highness, someone outside requests an audience."

Xue Beng breathed a sigh of relief, thinking reinforcements had arrived.

He sneered, "Let him in. I want to see who it is."

The doors opened, and a figure walked in.

When Xue Beng saw who it was, his face turned deathly pale.

"Crown... Crown Prince!" he stammered.

Xue Qinghe remained expressionless, scanning the room.

She walked over to Ji Feng's side and smiled slightly.

"Brother Ji, I am late."

"These blind fools didn't give you any trouble, did they?"

Ji Feng felt a warmth in his heart and shook his head, "It's fine."

Xue Qinghe turned to look at Xue Beng, her eyes cold.

"Fourth Brother, you have quite the nerve."

"You dare touch my honored guest?"

Xue Beng was drenched in cold sweat and hurriedly knelt to beg for mercy.

"Big Brother, I was wrong! I didn't know he was your friend!"

The room fell into a deathly silence.

Feng Xiaotian and Oscar were both dumbfounded.

Huo Wu and Ning Rongrong exchanged glances.

They never expected that Ji Feng would actually know the Crown Prince.

Xue Qinghe ignored Xue Beng and turned to speak to Ji Feng.

"I will give you an explanation for tonight's events."

Ji Feng nodded, feeling a sense of goodwill toward the Crown Prince.

He thought to himself: It seems the Heaven Dou Empire is not entirely hopeless.

At the very least, this Crown Prince is someone worth befriending.

Xue Qinghe led Ji Feng out of the hotel.

Before leaving, she glanced back at Ning Rongrong.

Her eyes held a profound meaning.

Ning Rongrong felt a shiver run through her, inexplicably sensing a wave of pressure.

For the first time, she felt that she might have underestimated this Ji Feng.