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Chapter 1256: Chapter 1254: Seeing Adolf Again (Thirteenth Extra)

”I suppose the real reason you’re going must be that you’ve got your eye on Shava, the Royal Princess, huh?”

Fei Xuelin rolled her eyes at Xiao Yifeng.

”How could that be? I’m simply curious to see this Princess of Country Y, purely out of admiration!”

Xiao Yifeng responded, his expression unwavering.

”I understand your thoughts quite well. But to be honest, Princess Shava is indeed breathtakingly beautiful, like a goddess descended from the heavens. Her looks are in no way inferior to mine. She’s probably your type!”

Fei Xuelin remarked casually.

”Hey, I’m a man of integrity!”

Xiao Yifeng shook his head, sighing dramatically.

Fei Xuelin only chuckled softly in response, saying nothing, though her expression clearly hinted at her disbelief.

Soon enough, the sun set, and the moon rose, marking the end of the day as darkness enveloped the earth.

Tonight, the Royal Palace of Country Y was bustling with excitement, as it was the occasion of Royal Princess Shava’s coming-of-age ceremony.

All of the major princes and nobles of Country Y, influential figures of high society, and prominent personalities from political and business circles had gathered here. Even representatives from some of Europe’s most powerful financial clans were in attendance for Princess Shava’s grand celebration.

This alone underscored the prestige held by Country Y’s royal family in both Country Y and Europe, as it was rare for so many figures to convene for a single princess’s coming-of-age ceremony.

Outside the palace gates, two rows of guards in pristine royal white uniforms stood at attention, meticulously verifying each guest’s invitation to the ceremony.

The area was already crowded with a myriad of luxury cars. The cheapest among them was worth several million, with countless others priced in the tens of millions or even exceeding hundreds of millions. It was practically a world-class luxury car show, leaving onlookers utterly speechless.

At that moment, a luxurious Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly pulled up to the palace gates. As the car door opened, Fei Xuelin emerged, dressed in an elegant purple gown.

The gown, complemented by exquisite high-end jewelry, further accentuated Fei Xuelin’s charm and allure.

Following her, Xiao Yifeng stepped out of the car, dressed rather casually in his usual laid-back style. With hands in his pockets, he exuded a relaxed, nonchalant aura.

The pair walked toward the palace, stopping in front of the royal guards. Fei Xuelin handed over a black invitation, and after inspecting it, one of the guards glanced at Xiao Yifeng with a flicker of curiosity.

”And who might this be?”

The royal guard directed his question to Xiao Yifeng.

”He’s my man. Is there a problem with that?”

Fei Xuelin nonchalantly took Xiao Yifeng’s arm as she replied.

”Your man?”

The guard’s eyes widened momentarily in surprise. It was hard for them to believe that the renowned business queen of Europe—the celebrated Miss Fei Xuelin of the Locke Family, idolized by countless European noble heirs—

would be accompanied by such an ordinary-looking man, appearing every inch a commoner. The gap between them was akin to heaven and earth.

”Is there anything else? If not, we’ll head inside now.”

Fei Xuelin reiterated with an air of authority.

”Oh, no objections, Miss Fei Xuelin. Please, go ahead!”

The guard shook his head hesitantly. Although he didn’t particularly want to allow Xiao Yifeng into the palace, Fei Xuelin’s assertion made it impossible for them to refuse.

Thus, Fei Xuelin took Xiao Yifeng’s arm and led him into the palace.

”I told you to dress more appropriately. Now everyone’s looking down on you.”

Fei Xuelin remarked with mild reproach, glancing at Xiao Yifeng.

”It doesn’t matter. I, Xiao Yifeng, have never needed anyone’s approval. I live my own life and don’t exist for others. They can think whatever they want.”

Xiao Yifeng retorted indifferently.

”The palace is quite large and decadent, isn’t it?”

Xiao Yifeng said, surveying his surroundings.

”Of course. This is Country Y’s largest and most famous building, a sacred symbol in the hearts of the people.”

Fei Xuelin explained as she led Xiao Yifeng toward an enormous hall guarded by rows of royal sentries. Each guard exuded formidable strength, with minimum expertise at the Qi Condensation Realm.

A few of them had even reached the Entering Saint Realm, indicating the exceptional caliber of royal guards.

Stepping inside the hall, the atmosphere was lively and bustling. Tables were arranged on either side, with many already taken by figures from Country Y and other European nations—nobility, wealthy clans, and prominent individuals from politics and commerce.

Among the crowd, Xiao Yifeng suddenly recognized a familiar face: Adolf, the Saint Heir of the Saint Hall!

Adolf sat in the front row at a table, wearing an opulent white robe. With golden hair, impeccable features, and an unmatched aura, he exuded elegance.

But the moment Adolf caught sight of Xiao Yifeng entering, his expression immediately darkened. His face contorted with rage, his eyes flashing icy malice, akin to a predator staring down prey.

Xiao Yifeng responded with a faint smile, seemingly unfazed. He hadn’t expected to encounter Adolf here. Twice before, he had defeated him, though Adolf’s strength appeared to have improved considerably since their last encounter.

Under the guidance of a servant, Xiao Yifeng and Fei Xuelin were seated at a table directly across from Adolf. Their gazes locked, triggering an invisible spark of tension.

”Do you have unresolved issues with that Saint Heir, Adolf?”

Fei Xuelin glanced briefly at Adolf before turning to Xiao Yifeng, her curiosity evident.

”He’s someone I defeated in the past.”

Xiao Yifeng said with a casual grin.

”Impressive. Even the Saint Heir of the Saint Hall couldn’t escape your defeat!”

Fei Xuelin’s eyes gleamed with a trace of astonishment.

”All you need to know is that your man is the most formidable person in this world. There’s no one I can’t best.”

Xiao Yifeng declared with relentless confidence and pride.

As the evening progressed, more and more distinguished guests arrived, including Patriarch Charles and Flotte of the Charles Family, both of whom had received invitations to Shava’s coming-of-age ceremony.

Upon entering, Flotte immediately noticed Xiao Yifeng’s presence. His gaze hardened, flashing with chilling hostility and anger that seemed almost uncontrollable.

Flotte quietly informed his father, Patriarch Charles, who then cast a sharp, penetrating glance toward Xiao Yifeng, an imposing aura accompanying his stare. Yet nonetheless, Xiao Yifeng remained completely unbothered.

Charles and Flotte chose seats nearby, their eyes never straying from Xiao Yifeng.

”I’m starting to think bringing you here was a mistake. This place seems to be full of your enemies.”

Fei Xuelin remarked with a slight frown.

”Don’t worry about it; it’s fine. I, Xiao Yifeng, have never cared how many enemies I face. If they dare to make a move, I’ll crush them all at once.”

Xiao Yifeng retorted, casually running his fingers over the small creature, Little Xiuxiu, perched on his shoulder.

”Her Majesty the Queen has arrived!”