Dance Of The Dragons
Chapter 190 : Xie Jianyu’s Long List Of Admirers

Chapter 190: Chapter 190 : Xie Jianyu’s Long List Of Admirers

"I see. And what’s in it for you?" Xie Jianshen asked while crossing his arms in front of his chest. "Most people would just shut up and pretend that they do not know anything."

Zhang Fengxi raised an eyebrow at Xie Jianshen, who stood there with skepticism written all over his face.

"If you insist on rewarding me, then I want you to support me when I ask for your brother’s hand in marriage."

Xie Jianshen widened his eyes in surprise.

"Did you denounce the Dragon Throne just to delay its possession by your clan for one mere generation?"

Zhang Fengxi was momentarily speechless.

"No, of course not," he then snapped. What was wrong with the Xie siblings? Why were they so obsessed with the Dragon Throne?

"Everyone said that," Xie Jianshen dismissed Zhang Fengxi’s denial lightly. "Sooner or later, the beasts will reveal their fangs and claws."

"..."

The conversation was pointless.

There was no way for Zhang Fengxi to convince Xie Jianyu’s elder brother of his sincerity. The elder omega was both shrewd and suspicious by nature.

Thus, Zhang Fengxi cupped his hands in front of Xie Jianshen respectfully and bade farewell to the Shuiran Palace Mistress.

"I already asked my father to submit a petition regarding Liu Wenyuan by today. I trust that when you raise the issue simultaneously, we will get the result that we want. Shuiran Palace Mistress, I shall herewith excuse myself."

"Heh."

Xie Jianshen scoffed and rolled with his eyes.

"You alphas are slow and inefficient. Let omegas handle omegas," the omega said with a touch of mockery. "I will treat Liu Wenyuan to a lesson he will never forget."

Knowing Xie Jianshen, Zhang Fengxi did not even dare to imagine what might happen.

Xie Jianshen sent Zhang Fengxi off in front of Shuiran Palace’s main building. Before Zhang Fengxi left, he asked in a serious tone, "Zhang Fengxi, are you serious about Little Yu?"

"Yes," Zhang Fengxi answered without hesitation.

Xie Jianshen pursed his lips.

"I do not partake in Little Yu’s romantic affairs," he lied between his teeth without getting red in the face at all.

"However, if you want to pursue him, then you better make haste. The people who seek to take him as a wife are as many as the stars in the sky."

"Thank you, Shuiran Palace Mistress."

Zhang Fengxi took Xie Jianshen’s advice to heart. After exiting the lion clan’s territory, he rode Xiao Huang in Fuxi Palace’s direction right away.

Before Zhang Fengxi even landed, he could see a long train of gifts in front of Fuxi Palace’s entrance. Loaded carriages stood in line with their respective messengers, making it difficult for people to get in and out of the palace.

Previously, the entire realm was sucking up to Xie Jianyu because he was the Golden Lotus, the most desirable omega of the century.

Now, this Golden Lotus was also the undisputed heir to the Dragon Throne. It thus made sense that each clan doubled or even tripled its effort to get on Xie Jianyu’s good side.

It was no longer the Palace Masters who desired to match their heirs to Xie Jianyu; now it was the entire realm, particularly the noble houses who had yet to rise in rank within their own clans.

Mingyu and Qingyun stood in front of the palace gate with a stack of paper in their hands. They were flanked by the palace guards who stood solemnly with their spears tightly clutched in their hands.

The maids looked exhausted as they took note of each gift and each sender.

"A precious tea set from the Ming Dynasty... Yes yes, the second row of the storage, please," Mingyu muttered while rubbing her eyes. She accidentally rubbed some ink on her face in the process.

"A bullwhip leather made of the fiercest bull in the prairie... Hmm... Maybe in His Majesty’s weapon arsenal, I don’t know. Maybe just put it aside for now," Qingyun said with a hollow voice.

After Mingyu and Qingyun determined where each gift should go, each servant came to take the gifts from the messengers and hoisted them into their respective storage locations.

After Zhang Fengxi landed at the farthest end of the line, he stood in the long queue for fun. Once his turn arrived, both maids gazed at him with wary eyes.

"Prince Fengxi from Longjing Palace, what gift do you bring?" Mingyu asked. She scanned Zhang Fengxi from head to toe for any precious tribute but was unable to find any.

Zhang Fengxi thumped his own chest and grinned shamelessly.

"I present myself to the Crown Prince."

Mingyu’s eyes were devoid of laughter.

"In that case, Prince Fengxi, please enter through the gate and head to our entrance hall. Our head servant will take a good care of you."

Zhang Fengxi did not think too much about Mingyu’s lacking sense of humor. Until he saw that the front yard was packed with a lot of people, all of them peerless beauties from all over the realm.

"..."

Zhang Fengxi’s grin was quickly wiped off his face and replaced by a menacing glare.

Alphas, betas, and even omegas. Both males and females.

These human tributes dressed in their best robes, showed off their best hair accessories, and lined up in the vast hall while Xie Jianyu’s head servant went from one person to the next to list their names and original palaces.

When the head servant arrived in front of Zhang Fengxi, he almost had a heart attack.

"P-Prince Zhang Fengxi, welcome...!"

Zhang Fengxi shot him a scary smile.

"Where is Xie Jianyu? I want to speak to him privately."

"That... Master is currently occupied."

"Oh? He must be very busy," Zhang Fengxi’s words were dripping with sarcasm.

The head servant swallowed hard.

"The Master grants audience to everyone on the list. Prince Zhang Fengxi, do you also..."

"Oh, yes, of course. Put my name right there on your list," Zhang Fengxi said, fire blazing in his eyes.