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Chapter 665: 437: Without Chen Yuan, Eternity Would Be Like an Endless Night!

Chapter 665: Chapter 437: Without Chen Yuan, Eternity Would Be Like an Endless Night!

But seeing Jingtai’s indifferent gaze, Noble Consort Yang dared not conceal anything and quickly said:

“It’s… some misunderstanding.”

At this moment, Noble Consort Yang dared not to slander Chen Yuan further, fearing that Jingtai would reprimand her again for this issue.

At the same time, she was alarmed, realizing that the Emperor’s informants were everywhere in the Harem.

“Truly a misunderstanding? What I’ve heard is different, that it was you who summoned Chen Yuan into Chunhua Palace, trying to force him to yield by doing so and to save your dear brother.”

“Your Majesty, forgive me!”

Panic flashed in Noble Consort Yang’s eyes.

“Hmph….”

Jingtai let out a light snort:

“Yang Hucheng violated the court laws, to be dealt with by the Ministry of Justice and the Heavenly Patrol Bureau. Since when is it the Harem’s place to decide? This is the last time. If there’s a next time….”

He didn’t state it overtly, but anyone could sense the deep threat implied.

The mother of the Eldest Prince, who stood by, revealed an almost imperceptible smile at the corner of her mouth, as she was always at odds with Noble Consort Yang. Seeing her taken down a notch filled her with satisfaction.

“This concubine knows her wrongs and will dare not… dare not meddle in this matter again.”

Sima Ke’s gaze deepened, hating Chen Yuan even more, believing that it was because of Chen Yuan that his mother was chastised by the Emperor.

But what he didn’t realize was that the real underlying reason was because of him.

Otherwise, since the incident with Chen Yuan defying Noble Consort Yang had happened several days ago, would Jingtai bring it up at such an occasion?

It was entirely because he had some collusions with the Japan Martial Artist, causing the court to lose face, that he brought up Chen Yuan again, wishing to see him fail. Could Jingtai not see through this?

It was to admonish Sima Ke, but regretfully, under such circumstances, he did not realize it immediately.

On another side, Chen Yuan was indeed chatting with an official from the Ministry of War. The man was quite interesting. At such an event, he was so drunk he almost bumped into Chen Yuan.

“Are you the renowned Demon Sword Chen Yuan, Chen Qing Envoy?”

“And who might you be?”

“I am Guo Peng, styled Zifeng, a minor official in the Ministry of War, not worth mentioning.”

“Hehe….”

The above were the few brief words they exchanged.

“If Qing Envoy were to run the gauntlet, would you be confident?” Guo Peng, having sobered up somewhat after seeing Chen Yuan, asked with a serious expression.

“This has little to do with Chen himself.”

While he had a hunch that he might be ordered to participate, his intention was to avoid it—without any benefits and the danger being so great, it would be fine if he won, but what if he lost?

Guo Peng shook his head and said:

“Right now, officials and Jianghu martial artists repeatedly fail the challenge. His Majesty is likely not going to let you watch forever. After all, Qing Envoy’s talent is evident to all.”

“Moreover, with so many failing the challenge, if Qing Envoy succeeds, won’t your fame soar even higher? Combined with Qing Envoy’s appearance, I fear… every noble lady and miss in Divine Capital City will be smitten.”

Guo Peng chuckled with a smirk.

Chen Yuan dismissed it with a wave of his hand, unconcerned:

“Chen himself looks quite ordinary, not worth mentioning. On the other hand, Brother Guo… Brother Guo….”

Chen Yuan was about to make up some flattery, but upon considering Guo Peng’s appearance, he found himself at a loss for words, as Guo Peng indeed did not appear very pleasing. After pondering for a moment, he said:

“Brother Guo’s appearance is uncommon, perhaps it might draw some attention.”

Guo Peng laughed at himself:

“My appearance is indeed uncommon. When I was young, a physiognomist said I was born with ‘knife eyes’ and ‘adverse patterns,’ doomed to a violent death on the streets before reaching thirty.”

Chen Yuan raised an eyebrow and appraised Guo Peng from head to toe, then asked with a smile:

“How old is Brother Guo this year?”

“Almost thirty.”

Chen Yuan: “…”

Before Chen Yuan could say anything more, he suddenly perked up his ear to a familiar psychic transmission—it was Cao Zhengxian from the Imperial Factory.

“Commander Chen, His Majesty summons you to come forth.”

Afterward, the voice quieted down.

Chen Yuan let out a sigh. Gazing into the void, he had anticipated this outcome long before the challenge from the Sumeru Illusion Realm even began. He felt that today’s events might not be unrelated to him.

If everything went smoothly, fine, but if not, Jingtai would surely make him fight.

And today, probably wouldn’t be that simple.

Not to mention anything else, just the Jianghu martial artists and the officials who had failed the challenge were enough to command his utmost attention. None of them were incompetent or weak.

The Eight Great Commanders, General Yu, Shushan disciples…

None of them were ordinary people.

“What’s wrong, Brother Chen?”

Guo Peng curiously looked at Chen Yuan’s solemn expression.

“Brother Guo guessed right, His Majesty has already summoned me.”

Upon hearing this, Guo Peng’s expression suddenly turned very grim, and he said gravely:

“Today’s challenge concerns our empire’s honor; it all rests on you, Brother Chen.”

“Please be cautious and careful. Once Brother Chen returns triumphant, if you don’t disdain it, I’ll treat you to a drink.”

“Good, then Chen himself will look forward to Brother Guo’s drink.”

Having said that, Chen Yuan turned and walked away.

Guo Peng bowed deeply as a sign of respect.

Everyone knew just how difficult the challenge was and that failure could result in severe injuries.

Actually, many had their eyes on Chen Yuan. As those experts tumbled out of the void one after another, it was only natural for people to turn their attention to the strongest among them.

Chen Yuan was this strongest person! It wasn’t that his power was unmatched in the world, but rather that his talent was incomparable.

At least, that had been the case for a hundred years.

His every move naturally attracted the attention of many—Li Hongshuang, the four Divine Envoys, officials from the Heavenly Patrol Bureau, the concubines, the noble sons and daughters. Their gazes followed Chen Yuan’s footsteps.