"What? Empty-handed?"
Chen Xiaobei had always been one to shock people.
That one simple sentence had everyone stunned into silence!
Blood was rising up Luo Qiongcang's face. "You're just trying to make a fool out of me! How dare you come to the betrothal contest empty-handed! This is lying to the emperor!"
The people all around also expressed their dissatisfaction with Chen Xiaobei.
"Idiot! How dare you poke fun at our emperor and all of us!"
"Son of a bitch! A nobody who tries too hard to be somebody! The other three childes brought invaluable betrothal gifts and this bastard came with nothing! He's just trying to provoke us!"
"Your grace! Please allow me to drag this man aside and beat him to death! We cannot allow outsiders to think that they can bully Saint Duke!"
"Yeah! This is outrageous! This kid crossed the line! Killing him is the only way to safeguard our dignity!"
