"Your Highness!"
Luo Haoqun appeared very excited.
Luo Ning's face darkened.
He is now almost certain that the poisonous miasma surrounding them was Lin Feng's doing.
Was it to win them over? Or was it simply to win over Luo Haoqun, but what good would that do?
Luo Ning originally didn't want to pay attention to the idiot next to him, but his cultivation was still shallow and he was in the Lin family, so he was in an awkward situation where he couldn't escape.
But if we don't wake this idiot up now, who knows what he'll become in the future.
Once Lin Feng realizes that he wasn't bewitched at all, will the other party immediately eliminate him?
Luo Ning suddenly felt hopeless about the future.
Fortunately, the Chaos Scripture was still in his possession...
This is Luo Ning's last resort. As long as he has the Chaos Ancient Scripture, his achievements in this life will surely surpass those in his previous life.
"Let's go."
Lin Feng raised a barrier, which took them away from the ruins.
"It is Your Highness."
"Your Highness has finally returned."
"Hmph, those two bastards are really a hindrance. If His Highness is trapped in the ruins because of them, do you think the Luo family will even live to see tomorrow!"
"Shut up, all of you!"
Lin Mo exchanged glances with a few of them and sternly stopped them. As if receiving an order, the others immediately shut up.
Luo Ning could see through the charade clearly, but Luo Haoqun beside him didn't think so. He felt that it was because of him that Lin Feng had aroused the dissatisfaction of the Lin clan, and he immediately felt even more guilty.
"Your Highness, this is my fault, you..."
"There's no need to say that. The swamp miasma came suddenly, and no one could have predicted it would happen, so you don't need to blame yourself."
Your Highness is truly a wonderful person!
Luo Haoqun was deeply moved!
"By the way," Lin Feng changed the subject, asking, "Did you gain anything from this trip?"
Luo Ning immediately sneered.
"Yes, thanks to Your Highness, we have obtained quite a few good things."
"Luoning!"
Luo Haoqun immediately stopped him, then took out a suit of golden iron armor.
Lin Feng frowned.
"This golden armor is good, but it's not very useful to you. What happened? Did you run into some trouble? Otherwise, you would never have only obtained this one suit of armor."
Luo Haoqun gave a wry smile and recounted their experiences along the way.
"Your Highness, there's no need to comfort me. Exploring ruins is inherently very random. It's just that we were unlucky, so we can't blame anyone else."
Lin Feng lowered his head, pretending to think, and then smiled and said, "That won't do. I promised Patriarch Luo that I would take good care of you two brothers. This little bit is not worthy of what you have done for this trip. How about this, I will pay for it myself and give you some. What do you think?"
"Your Highness! You mustn't!"
Luo Haoqun was shocked.
"This is between the two of us, how could we let you spend money on it..."
"It's alright."
Lin Feng interrupted him, looking at Lin Mo who was prepared. Lin Mo took out some things from his storage ring and stuffed them into Luo Haoqun's arms. He said in a cold voice, "Since it was given by His Highness, then you should accept it. What kind of behavior is this, being so indecisive?"
"Then... I'll gladly accept!"
Luo Haoqun stuffed everything into his storage ring, leaving nothing for Luo Ning.
He did the work, he shed the blood. Mo Yuan is right. Why should we give the spoils to someone who didn't do a single thing?
Moreover, Luo Ning did nothing but badmouth Lin Feng along the way; he was not worthy of the treasure His Highness gave him!
Seeing this, Luo Ning simply shook his head.
It's just a pile of garbage; he wouldn't even want it.
"Let's all get on the spirit boat, we should head back soon."
"yes."
Once aboard the spirit boat, Lin Feng casually brought up the upcoming martial arts tournament within the Lin clan.
"You are members of the Luo clan, so you should be familiar with the martial arts tournament, right?"
Almost every year, all the families in the Northern Divine Region hold a martial arts tournament. It is essentially a friendly match where they can spar with martial artists of the same or higher level to see how strong they are now. However, some family heads attach great importance to the martial arts tournament. They use this opportunity to select capable talents and eliminate some useless people who are just filling in the gaps, sending them to the periphery of the family.
For a large family like the Lin family, both of these models apply. It's a friendly match, but also an opportunity to weed out the useless ones.
“Indeed, Your Highness, I am not boasting, but I have been the champion of the Luo clan for three consecutive years. I have been the first in the martial arts competition for three consecutive years.”
Now, Luo Haoqun is trying to show off in front of Lin Feng; otherwise, given his inferiority complex, he would never mention his past honors in front of so many people.
"good."
Lin Feng's gaze was meaningful.
Perhaps Luo Haoqun hadn't realized it yet, but without his knowledge, he had become the subordinate in their conversation, his aura completely suppressed by Lin Feng.
In the eyes of others, this is the attitude that the head of the Luo family should have when facing the head of the Lin family in the future.
"This kid is completely under His Highness's thumb."
Lin Zheng said to Lin Xuan in a low voice.
"Learn from this. If you had such skills, would the old man have to nag you about your studies all the time?"
Lin Xuan said with a sense of disappointment.
"Brother, that's not right. He has such skills because he's the Crown Prince. He's naturally capable. If I had those skills, do you think we could still be sitting here peacefully? Could we still have a calm and reasonable conversation with His Highness?"
"……Too."
The Demon Emperor is the title for the person who rules over the entire Northern Divine Region. If placed in the mortal realm, he would be equivalent to an emperor above all others. They fear both a lack of capable subordinates and the excessive power of their subordinates.
Lin Xuan picked up the wine glass in front of him, took a sip, and once again marveled at Lin Feng's methods.
Lin Feng and Luo Haoqun got along fairly well on the way. Luo Ning sat cross-legged to the side the whole time, looking down at his nose and pretending not to hear anything. After all, what that idiot said could only make people laugh and sigh at his stupidity.
But soon, the topic progressed to a point that he could no longer ignore.
"At my suggestion, I believe this martial arts tournament should be divided into four batches, with each batch of martial artists competing in turn. The first batch consists of martial artists from the True Spirit Realm to the True Soul Realm, the second batch consists of martial artists from the True King Realm to the Overlord Realm, the third batch consists of martial artists from the Emperor Realm to the God Realm, and the last batch will naturally consist of martial artists from the Divine Tribulation Realm."
"For example, if you are at the Divine Tribulation Realm, then you can only participate in the competition for Divine Tribulation Realm warriors."
"As long as you can get first place in your batch, the Lin family will give you a chance to enter the Scripture Hall and the Artifact Pavilion, and you can choose any cultivation method or magic weapon you want."
Luo Ning's eyelids twitched; she had actually been shamefully tempted.
This is not the library or artifact storage room of any other family, but the Lin family's!
Luo Ning knew their background better than anyone!
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