103: Chapter 103 The Lustful Prince 103: Chapter 103 The Lustful Prince On his third day in the Imperial Capital, Zhou Heng received an invitation, signed by Nangong Lin.
The Nangong Clan of the Cold Blue Country is part of the Imperial Family; those not related by blood to the Nangong Imperial Clan are ordered to leave the Imperial Capital or change their surna.
Therefore, anyone still bearing the surna Nangong must surely be from the Nangong Imperial Clan.
Soon after, An Yui and Miss Gu also arrived, having received the sa invitation.
Seeing that everyone had one, Zhou Heng didn’t make much of it, as he had grown accustod to such invitations over the past couple of days.
Young talents from the Eight Great Cities had been continuously arriving.
As soon as the first batch reached, the city livened up with daily banquets to foster relations—after all, the Eight Great Cities are the pillars of the Cold Blue Country, which depend on them to support the entire nation!
Naturally, the Nangong Clan had to build alliances with them to secure good relations and prevent any among them from harboring treacherous intentions.
Although the Heavenly Star Sect could suppress any revolt, it would ultimately weaken their own national strength.
After considering for a mont, Zhou Heng decided to attend the banquet; he always wanted to witness the deanor of the city’s host, even though Nangong Lin might not be the most prominent figure of the Nangong Family.
When night fell and the lanterns were lit, Zhou Heng, along with the three ladies, headed to the Cold Bright Pavilion for the banquet.
Lin Fuxiang, of course, was not willing to stay at the inn and shalessly joined them.
The Cold Bright Pavilion might be a restaurant, but it had a vast venue with three sections, each representing different levels of access; the first section allowed entry for anyone with money, the second for those with status and standing, while the third was reserved exclusively for honored guests.
In the Imperial Capital, being able to enter the second section of the Cold Bright Pavilion was considered an honor, and to enter the third section, many would be willing to sell even their wives.
Zhou Heng and the others were led into the third section, arriving at a quiet and elegant courtyard led by a young and beautiful maid, who pushed open the courtyard doors and announced sweetly, “The distinguished guests have arrived!”
“Haha, welco, welco!” Amidst laughter, a handso and imposing man stepped out—Liu Shengjie!
How could it be him?
The invitation was clearly sent by Nangong Lin.
Could it be that Liu Shengjie was impersonating him?
No, that would be impossible; even as the Young Palace Master of Black Water Hall, impersonating the Imperial Family would be an offense too severe for him to escape from.
“Brother Nangong has been inconvenienced, so I am here to welco you on his behalf.
Please!” Liu Shengjie said with a smile on his face, seemingly forgetting all the past unpleasantness with Zhou Heng.
This guy was too cunning and incredibly deceptive!
Zhou Heng smiled and walked ahead.
Under Liu Shengjie’s guidance, they passed through the courtyard and into a brightly lit hall, where a large table was set and a grossly overweight man was already seated.
The man looked young but was so fat that layers of flesh drooped over his face, making it impossible to discern his features.
He alone occupied the space ant for at least four people, resembling a mountain of flesh.
Was this person Nangong Lin?
No wonder he hadn’t co to greet them; moving around with such a mass must be extrely difficult for him.
The fat man was eating and drinking voraciously, holding a pork knuckle in his left hand and four chicken legs in the right, each wedged between his fingers, his face and hands sared with grease—far from the elegant deanor of the Imperial Clan’s progeny.
Zhou Heng and his companions naturally did not mind his absence at the entrance due to his imnse size, but for the host to be feasting this voraciously before the guests had arrived was a clear sign of disrespect.
It naturally displeased Zhou Heng and the others.
But observing the fat man’s eating manner, they speculated that no one would have an appetite if they started eating together; it was utterly disgusting.
The fat man’s appetite was frightening, as he devoured the pork knuckle and chicken legs in re monts before finally raising his head to look at Zhou Heng and the three ladies.
He blatantly ignored Zhou Heng, focusing his small eyes instead on the three won.
“Young Master Lin, let introduce you to our guests.
These four are Brother Zhou Heng, Miss An Yui, Miss Gu Zi, and Miss Lin Fuxiang!” Liu Shengjie pointed them out to the fat man before introducing him to Zhou and the rest.
“This is Brother Nangong Lin; however, he prefers to be called Young Master Lin!”
“Please, take a seat!” Nangong Lin stretched out his fat hand.
Despite his height, he appeared short and round from his obesity.
His hand, swollen like it was waterlogged, was even larger than a pork knuckle.
Lin Fuxiang couldn’t hide her emotions and burst out laughing, then quickly covered her mouth, her striking and innocent eyes stirring with youthful vibrancy.
Nangong Lin stared at her intently, then turned to Zhou Heng and said, “Zhou, this woman is your concubine, right?
I’ll offer ten thousand Spirit Stones to buy her from you!”
Lin Fuxiang instantly beca furious, for the audacious fat man dared to covet her, blind to his own lowly form.
Her anger showed openly; she slapped the table and stood up.
Yet anger on a beauty can be a charming sight; Lin Fuxiang’s indignant posture in no way detracted from her loveliness but instead fully revealed her youthful allure, captivating those around her.
Zhou Heng laughed heartily, “Silly woman, not bad, you’re actually worth ten thousand Spirit Stones.
I simply can’t tell from looking left or right!
Should I sell you?
That’s a hefty sum of money!”
“You wouldn’t dare!” Lin Fuxiang bristled in feigned fury, her mouth agape, eyes darting wildly.
Nangong Lin, feeling heated, couldn’t help but say, “Right, that’s quite a sum of money, Zhou.
Have you decided?”
In truth, he desired all three won, but he had previously been made aware by Liu Shengjie of their backgrounds; An Yui had an Open Heaven Realm father, a figure even within the Heavenly Star Sect who could shake the heavens—soone he could not afford to provoke!
Gu Zi was a top disciple of Lone Extinct Peak, and although Lone Extinct Peak was sowhat inferior to Heavenly Star Sect, it was still among the peak forces of the Eight Great Cities, so its heir was equally troubleso to provoke.
The only one left was Lin Fuxiang, who hailed from the Nine Spirit Sect, a na not notably renowned.
Even though she had a grandfather serving as the Silver Elder at Black Water Hall, in front of Nangong Lin, even a Silver Elder was less significant than a fart!
Therefore, even though he desired to get all three won into his bed, including An Yui, he ultimately chose only Lin Fuxiang.
Born into the Imperial Clan, educated since childhood in governance, he was gluttonous and lustful, but he was certainly no fool.
Zhou Heng turned his head to look at Nangong Lin, the smile on his face vanished in an instant, his expression turning icy cold.
Without doubt, this was a sche instigated by Liu Shengjie, knowing of Nangong Lin’s lustfulness.
He deliberately encouraged Nangong Lin to invite Zhou Heng and the others, betting that upon eting them, Nangong Lin would naturally be driven by lust.
In the eyes of Nangong Lin, only An Yui and Gu Zi warranted his attention, both Zhou Heng and Lin Fuxiang were rely objects for him to manipulate at will.
If Zhou Heng swallowed this insult, he’d never be able to hold his head high again—unable to protect his own woman, how could he dream of ascending the Martial Path?
And if Zhou Heng turned hostile, it would certainly lead to conflict with Nangong Lin.
Nangong Lin, although at the Third Layer Heaven of the Gathering Spirit realm, was of direct Imperial blood, and his sister from the sa mother and father was the famously formidable Princess Shuiyue!
To touch Nangong Lin was akin to provoking Princess Shuiyue herself!
As the current reigning princess and the strongest genius in history, did Princess Shuiyue need to be wary of anyone?
This was a no-win situation for Zhou Heng, who faced dire consequences no matter what he did!
Liu Shengjie’s lips curled into a sinister smile, although taking this action would completely sever ties with Gu Zi and An Yui, but if it wasn’t for utterly crushing Zhou Heng, how could he swallow his pride?
Zhou Heng was nothing; even with his monstrous talents, he was just at the Third Layer Heaven of Gathering Spirit, a re ant in the eyes of experts of the Initial Separation Realm.
If not for fearing An Luochen, he would have taken matters into his own hands long ago!
But this was just as well, without even lifting a finger, Zhou Heng would be finished!
Zhou Heng glared coldly at Nangong Lin and, although the matter was triggered by Liu Shengjie, he had no favor for this fatso either.
He pulled out several Spirit Tickets and placed them on the table, saying, “I’ll pay a thousand Spirit Stones for your mother, and another thousand for your sisters.
That’s a hefty sum of money, take it!”
This fellow really had so nerve!
Although Nangong Lin looked like a pig, who was his mother?
The current reigning Noble Consort!
He had no sisters, but he had a sister who was none other than Princess Shuiyue!
Two thousand Spirit Stones for the current Noble Consort and the Princess, only Zhou would dare make such a declaration!
Liu Shengjie rejoiced inwardly; just with those words, Zhou Heng would not escape severe punishnt.
Slap!
Nangong Lin slapped the table fiercely, his gaze turning sharp in an instant, embodying the presence of Imperial nobility.
He looked at Zhou and said, “You’ve got so nerve!”
“Just average, just average, it’s only business after all.
If the deal doesn’t go through, we still have our principles.
Let’s negotiate and everyone can be happy,” Zhou replied with a smile, unafraid of Nangong Lin’s imposing aura.
An Yui and the other two won sat quietly, showing their support by following Zhou Heng’s lead.
“Liu, take down this audacious man for the prince!” Nangong Lin waved his chubby hand, ordering Liu Shengjie.
“Yes, Your Highness!” Liu Shengjie imdiately bowed in acknowledgnt, the terms of address between them having changed.
“Gu Zi, you hold him back; I have so personal matters to discuss with Lord Nangong,” Zhou told Gu Zi as he turned to her.
“Alright!” Gu Zi responded without any nonsense.
She leaped up and launched an attack on Liu Shengjie.
Her twin Crescent Blades whirled as she exerted her full strength, unleashing her Battle Power to its limits.
This crazy woman!
Liu Shengjie cursed inwardly; was she trying to stop soone or was she going for the kill?!
He hadn’t planned to block Zhou Heng at all, hoping to deepen the animosity between Zhou Heng and Nangong Lin, rely planning to feign a few bouts with Gu Zi.
But given Gu Zi’s character, how could she possibly pretend?
She attacked with all her might, forcing him into a life-and-death struggle.
Zhou chuckled and pressed towards Nangong Lin.
“Zhou, how dare you disrespect the prince?” Nangong Lin’s expression grew fierce, showing a trace of kingly might, for he was a prince of the Imperial Clan after all.
He furiously said, “Kneel before now, or I will have your entire family executed!”
“Asking for a beating!” Zhou threw a punch, and Nangong Lin’s corpulent body instantly soared through the air, then thudded to the ground like a small mountain, the earth quaking thrice upon his landing.
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