Everyone was shocked to see Chen Xiaobei's finger pointing towards Helian Tulong.
"What? Are you crazy? You stupid brat! You're too arrogant! How could you even think of taking Childe Helian's seat!" Yuwen Yuanqin scolded.
"Huh? Aren't you supposed to be eating shit in front of a live audience? Why are you still here?" Chen Xiaobei retorted.
"I… I… I…" Yuwen Yuanqing's face went scarlet, nearly choking to death on his own saliva.
"Yuanqin! Don't be rude!" Luo Shanhe said. "Childe Chen, I'll ask someone to bring you a chair immediately. How about that?"
"No!" Chen Xiaobei refused.
Luo Shanhe's brows furrowed. "How about I give you my seat? I'll go sit elsewhere!"
Everyone in the room was bewildered.
Luo Shanhe was the eighth Wangye, the one with the highest authority among all the other Wangyes, most trusted by the emperor of Saint Duke – second only to the emperor.
