Early in the morning, Chen Fei was awakened by the clamor outside the window.

Getting up, dressing, washing, leaving the room, Heseman Brown and Dang Wei Jun almost simultaneously emerged from their guest rooms, and the three of them walked in unison to the dining room.

"Ms. Mason, is there some festival in Delan City today?"

Entering the dining room, the noise from outside the mansion became even clearer.

The female butler of the mansion said apologetically, "I'm sorry, it's Her Royal Highness the Princess's admirers, they thought you were also... I've already informed the Security Bureau to ask those few to leave."

Before this, Butler Mason personally informed the few young people blocking the mansion's gate that the three guests here were not suitors of Princess Lin Ziyu, but were here for other matters.

But these aristocratic children simply refused to believe it.

After all, there's only one princess. If they could gain favor and successfully marry into the royal family, it would bring countless benefits to both the individual and the entire family.

Cangqiong Star is so vast, with so many young talents, any young man appearing in view shouldn't be easily dismissed. Who knows if they're sneaky bastards trying to jump ahead!

"What an unnecessary disaster. I already have a girlfriend. I should have brought her along."

Chen Fei shook his head, between the princess and Shen Fei, of course Shen Fei is more alluring.

He's just a mere impoverished commoner (relatively speaking), lucky to have climbed up to Teacher Shen. Thinking of cherishing what's in the bowl and eyeing what's in the pot, still wanting to challenge for Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Cangqiong Dynasty is more outrageous than a toad in a mud pit trying to snatch a flock of white swans to make concubines. Chen Fei simply never thought about it.

"Hehehe..." ×2

Even the honest Dang Wei Jun joined Mr. Brown in laughter.

Currently, the American Federation female lieutenant partnered with Lin Family's young master Lin Zixian, who is also an A-level psychic ability user, Ginny, once had Chen Fei in her sights, volunteered herself, but didn't even get a second glance.

The butler of the mansion, Ms. Mason, couldn't help but show a wry smile. If he truly were a suitor of Her Royal Highness, how could he openly declare having a girlfriend? How could the proud daughter of the Slan Dynasty agree to share a husband with others? Even if the princess agrees, the people of the Slan Dynasty would not approve. Do the intelligent species of Cangqiong Star need to save face?

The breakfast was lavishly prepared, and the three quickly filled their stomachs.

However, the noise outside still showed no sign of stopping. The city's Security Bureau sent people, but couldn't afford to rough up these aristocratic kids, so they erected a human wall to prevent them from storming the mansion.

"These guys are full of energy, aren't they!"

Sipping post-breakfast snacks, Chen Fei's gaze swept over the small flowerbed and water feature outside the gate, landing in the direction of the gate. Even though it was 30-40 meters away, he could still hear the noise. Clearly, the ones yelling were using Battle Qi or spells to amplify their voices.

"But it's really noisy. Should we chase them away?"

Heseman Brown directed his gaze at the female butler attending them when saying this.

"Sorry, we can only ensure they don't come in."

Ms. Mason apologized with a slight bow. After all, those aristocratic children were not people she could offend. Being able to guard this mansion by invoking the princess and royal family's name was already borrowed prestige.

Even the Royal Guards, tasked with protecting the mansion's safety, couldn't act wantonly.

If it were a common person's house, it might be demolished in no time, flattened to the ground. The privilege of aristocracy stems from their status as the upper class. Didn't you notice that even the Security Officers at the gate couldn't do anything about them?

"I'll go chase them away!"

The only one capable of moving was the Earth Order War Professional, Dang Wei Jun. He drew his sword without hesitation and headed towards the gate.

Killing was a task he was most familiar with.

"Old Dang, come back, let me see what these guys are worth!"

Chen Fei put down his teacup, stopping the menacing Dang Wei Jun.

Cangqiong Star is different from Blue Star. The quality and quantity of ability users overwhelmingly surpass those of Blue Star. An Earth Order War Professional might have a respectable status on Blue Star, but on Cangqiong Star, especially in the Imperial Capital of the Slan Dynasty, they're nothing. The presence of Earth Order War Professionals isn't as numerous as dogs, but at least it's more densely concentrated compared to the Blue Star Global United Defense Committee Headquarters Habraff.

If Dang Wei Jun were to act, he might not be able to subdue these guys; instead, he'd likely get beaten. If he lost, it would also bring disgrace to Chen Fei. He wasn't someone who let himself be slapped. He preferred to slap others instead.

An S-Class Space Ability User advised, "You're not one of Her Royal Highness's suitors. Why bother involving yourself in this mess?"

"Don't you think they're noisy? They might even do something more excessive."

Chen Fei expressed that playing a tortoise wasn't in his nature, and he refused to indulge these pretentious aristocratic brats.

"This is unfamiliar territory. It might not end well."

Heseman Brown was worried about causing trouble on foreign soil. After all, this wasn't Habraff, even if things went overboard, it was still a Blue Star people's internal issue behind closed doors.

"Indeed, it's unfamiliar, but only to the extent of being unfamiliar."

Chen Fei waved his fingers, surpassing the Earth Order War Professional, Dang Wei Jun, and walked towards the mansion's courtyard gate, taking out his phone and starting to shake...

Upon casually arriving at the inner side of the gate, outside, over a dozen young people saw Chen Fei emerging from the tall and ornate building, with attendants behind him. After exchanging glances, it was clear the main character had appeared.

One of them gestured for silence outside the mansion gate. Everything turned quiet; the ones who had been yelling were merely the aristocratic children's attendants, while the main characters maintained a look of watching the show quietly.

That person called out loudly to Chen Fei, "Friend, what is your origin?"

He wasn't like before, yelling endlessly, perfectly maintaining the composure and elegance of the upper class.

After all, with so many eyes watching, they couldn't let Her Royal Highness see them as uncouth and rude low-lives, forming a distaste would lead to more loss than gain.

So even if they felt a strong dislike towards this young man on the inner side of the gate, they could only suppress their temper, maintaining their dignity.

"Who I am and my origin don't matter. I already have a girlfriend, and I'm not a suitor of any princess. Your noise here is meaningless. How about we give each other a face and scatter early?"

Facing these young individuals dressed elegantly with an aristocratic demeanor, Chen Fei was unfazed. He was not part of any wealthy or powerful family, but the education he received taught him not to see these people as superior.

Should anyone try to flaunt a ruler or upper-class demeanor in front of him, they were likely to be slapped in the face. Who knows, he might even throw a slap in the heat of the moment. After all, in the "Dragon Slaying Technique," which had become universally known in The First Sovereign, it had almost become a reflex for ordinary people. The current commoners were probably the hardest to govern in The First Sovereign's history, and the governance wished they could just show their undergarments' color to everyone. Seeing the citizens of The First Sovereign usually made other sovereignties' rulers feel very uneasy.

Look at Chen Xiao'er's slick moves; anyone else would have fled when encountering the Dragon of Slaughter, but not him. His reflex action was to launch a Dragon Slayer Missile right at it. If rulers of other sovereignties encountered such commoners, they would probably want to die a little inside.

"If you want us to leave, should the Sager Family not care about face?"

"Kid, do you realize who you're talking to? I'm the direct heir of Duke Ximani's family, yet you're asking what's your background to speak like this?"

Two aristocratic children, unable to contain their temper, started pointing at Chen Fei and openly challenging him.

"If you strip away your family backgrounds, who are you?"

Chen Fei shrugged, being this straightforward.

The S-Class Space Ability User, Heseman Brown, covered his face with one hand, thinking the words were well-said. Good lad, he truly dared to spitfire!

The Security Officers standing outside the mansion gate were inwardly crying, oh boy, this was explosive, please don't set things ablaze! Most of them were mere commoners, not even citizens of higher standing, and couldn't bear the collateral damage of a battle between bigwigs.

"I, Reg Hymann, the direct heir of Duke Ximani, challenge you to a duel!"

Those who stirred trouble at the princess's gate naturally weren't people who could keep calm. Hearing Chen Fei's words, they couldn't hold back.

"I am Hugh Sager, second son of Count Sageer, also challenging you to a duel, be it foot battle or mounted, on the ground or in the sky, you choose!"

Another hot-tempered young man was also quick to make the duel demand.