C781 You Are No Different from an Ant
Now that the werewolf had been easily killed by Chen Feng, the experts of Shrine didn't dare to claim the credit. Once they returned to Shrine, they announced to the public that the werewolf who had been wreaking havoc in the west for two months had been killed by Chen Feng.0
Chen Feng had been silent for a month. He did not make any movements for a month. He killed the werewolf with a single strike, causing another sensation in the world.
Everyone knew how terrifying the werewolf was. Even an Expert of Innate Stage warrior of Shrine had been killed. Even Qing Yuanzi couldn't do anything to it. It was obvious how powerful it was that Chen Feng had to deal with it himself.
If the Shrine announced the true combat strength of the werewolf to the public, most people wouldn't believe it. They would only think that they were bragging.
However, this was the truth. The scariness of the werewolf was crystal clear to all the experts of the Shrine.
With so many Expert of Innate Stage warriors attacking them, they could only be killed by the werewolves in an instant.
Divine Son ignited his Divine Blood, increasing his combat strength by dozens of times. However, he was still countered by the werewolf, and one of his wings was ripped off.
Those who had never experienced such a terrifying scene would never understand what it meant to be killed by Chen Feng so easily.
If they didn't understand it, they wouldn't understand it either. The Shrine had gotten lucky because of their misfortune. After obtaining Chen Feng's cultivation technique, the true cultivation technique was focused on cultivating as soon as possible. That was why they didn't have the time to care about what others thought.
However, as an ally of the Shrine, they had to send someone to participate in Saria's ceremony. Therefore, Ilse represented the Shrine and came to the capital of Frank State.
Chen Feng and Qing Yuanzi were arranged to stay in the noblest and elegant guest room in the Imperial Palace. Ilse lived next to them. At this moment, the three of them were sitting together, drinking tea and chatting.
On the other side of the palace, some fat king Henry IV was playing chess with Lord Rockefeller. They were also chatting.
"It would be great if he could accept the title of nobility in his own country." Henry IV was a little depressed because Chen Feng directly rejected his proposal to grant him the title of nobility.
"People like him would not care about the title of nobility." Lord Rockefeller did not even raise his eyelids, "Although you are the king, to put it bluntly, you are not a good person. In his eyes, you are no different from an ant. Would you accept a title given to you by an ant? "
Henry IV's expression turned ugly and returned to normal. This was the truth, and he had to admit it.
"Sigh, the era has changed." He sighed, "Before he appeared, the country was the most powerful weapon. I'm afraid even the machine of the country can't do anything to him now."
"Let's not provoke him, then nothing will happen." Lord Rockefeller looked up at Henry IV. "Don't try to please him. What we should do is to let Saria have a strong sense of belonging to this country."
Henry IV nodded. "You are right. He is Chinese after all. Saria is one of us."
"Us?" Lord Rockefeller's face turned cold. "You are wrong. She is not one of us. She is one of Chen Feng's people. If you make a mistake in this relationship, you will make a fatal mistake."
Henry IV froze. He looked at Lord Rockefeller and his face turned ugly again. This time, he did not recover.
"You are losing more and more respect for me, the king."
"I am just reminding you." Lord Rockefeller looked down at the chessboard between the two of them. His expression did not change.
"Put away your little tricks. Saria's marriage and feelings are not something you can control."
Henry IV suddenly stood up and glared at Rockefeller. He raised his belly and flipped the chessboard and chess pieces made of transparent crystal.
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