"The promise that I'm asking for is your 100,000 elite soldiers!" Chen Xiaobei said. "If… and I'm only saying if, Tenshou Starfield and Royal Dome Starfield launch a joint attack on Saint Duke, I hope that Neptune can send troops to help Saint Duke!"
"Childe Chen… Are you kidding?" The holy emperor looked puzzled. "Even though you're participating in the competition to win princess Puti's hand in marriage, we still don't know who would be the one marrying the princess in the end. Isn't it a little too early to ask for this promise?"
"I will definitely be able to marry Puti! I have to!" Chen Xiaobei said in a resolute, unwavering manner.
This proclamation stunned everyone in the room.
They all knew that this Saint Duke betrothal contest had drawn the attention of many powerful forces, and had gained the participation of a myriad of talented young men.
