Two floating ships slowly landed on both sides of the Qinglong.
Although the people on the ship did not show any hostility, Ding Xiaoyi still discovered that there was a spiritual force quietly gathering in their cannon holes.
If nothing unexpected happens, once there is any abnormal movement on the Qinglong, these two battleships will immediately attack from both sides and smash the Qinglong into pieces in the shortest possible time.
A group of people from the battleship on the left boarded the deck of the Qinglong. The leader was an old man with a pair of white mustaches and was only 1.2 meters tall.
Wearing a green tall hat, he holds a black book in his hand.
Ding Xiaoyi glanced up and down, paying more attention to the clothes on these people.
The pure white dress is inlaid with golden piping and embroidered with three roses, which is vivid and lifelike.
These dresses look no different from ordinary clothes, but if you look closely, you will find that special spiritual materials are used to outline enchanted lines on these clothes.
Even ordinary clothes can still exert a strong defensive power.
The combat uniforms worn by the soldiers on the opponent's battleships are even more complicated, and even have special enchantments that enhance themselves.
"Dad, my enchantment has advanced to the level of mass production. Your old revolutionary comrade has not yet succeeded, but you still need to work hard."
Ding Peng stood beside him and joked in a low voice.
"You brat, your skin is itchy." He glared at the boy fiercely.
But in my heart, I have to admire the Yi people's superb use of magic.
If the alliance wants to achieve this, it will only take decades of hard work.
Thinking of this, the pride he had in his heart suddenly felt like it was being hit.
"Greetings to Your Excellency, Princess. This must be the noble young lord. I met the young lord many years ago. Fast forward more than ten years, and the young lord is now a vigorous and young hero."
"Oh, you are...which Victor! Right."
Ding Peng thought for a while and reluctantly remembered the old man's name.
"Yes, yes, sir, it is a great honor for me to be able to remember you."
Ding Peng was a little embarrassed to be flattered by the old man. In fact, Victor's name was not difficult to remember. Who made him born with a height of 1.2 meters, it was really difficult to forget.
Ding Xiaoyi stood aside, a little uncomfortable. He was a living person, and no one even looked at him after standing here for a long time?
On the contrary, his son and wife were particularly supported by everyone.
“Why do they call you little lord??”
He leaned into Ding Peng's ear and asked.
"When I came here with my mother last time, my great-grandfather gave me a title, some kind of little duke, and also gave me several large manors and houses. It seems that any one of them has several thousand square meters.
I haven’t even been there.”
Ding Peng said nonchalantly.
"Gan, your kid is rich now, so you can take care of yourself with your pocket money from now on."
Ding Xiaoyi said sourly.
"No, you only gave me so much for a month. If you want me to go home, why don't you give me pocket money??" Ding Peng was embarrassed. He wanted to show off, but he shot himself in the foot.
Seeing his son's face full of embarrassment, his hatred of rich people suddenly became more balanced.
The scene of the two teasing and laughing made the others uncomfortable.
In the eyes of the Yi people, bloodline is the criterion that determines everything. A non-Yi outsider's bloodline is destined to be dirty and lowly. No matter what his strength is or what his relationship with the young duke is, he cannot be allowed to violate etiquette like this.
Victor even stepped forward and asked: "Who are you, sir, to be so presumptuous?"
"presumptuous?"
Ding Xiaoyi glanced sideways at Victor's face. If he hadn't been taught the fine tradition of respecting the elderly and loving the young since he was a child, he would have been tempted to kick this old guy in the face.
"Yes, the little Duke has a high status. No matter who you are, at least in public, please maintain respect for the little Duke..."
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Before Victor finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened and he looked at Ding Xiaoyi dumbfounded. He took Ding Peng's hand carelessly, walked to Yuniang, put his big hand on Yuniang's waist, and put a smile on his face.
He grinned arrogantly and glanced at everyone present with contemptuous eyes.
"Sorry, this is my wife, this is my son, what did you just say?? Say it again, I didn't hear it clearly?"
Not to mention Victor, even the other soldiers were shocked by this scene.
They originally thought that Ding Xiaoyi was just a bodyguard, a steward or a boatman, but they never expected that he was actually a thief with royal blood.
When Yu Niang returned last time, many royal families were very dissatisfied because of the little Duke's background.
But at that time, Yu Niang's strength had reached the level of a god. No matter how dissatisfied they were, they could only endure it. What's more, the old king personally conferred Ding Peng as a duke, so these royal families could only shut up.
Now that the funeral was imminent, he actually brought this thief here. Victor was ready to kill this guy.
But he didn't expect that Ding Xiaoyi would be so bold and do such an illegal thing in front of many nobles. This was simply a provocation to the entire Yi imperial power.
How could he endure this? Not to mention him, even the soldiers holding weapons on the fleet were all wide-eyed, wishing they could rush up and fight Ding Xiaoyi right now.
When the lady on the side saw this, she immediately frowned and said impatiently: "Why, you're not welcome? In this case, let's leave as soon as possible. I don't want to attend any funeral anyway."
"Ugh..." Victor immediately closed his mouth after hearing this and cursed Ding Xiaoyi in his heart, but he definitely did not dare to make the princess angry.
It was originally the old king's will to let the princess attend the funeral. If he made a mistake, it is estimated that the princes and nobles will be able to skin him after he returns.
Thinking of this, Victor glared at Ding Xiaoyi angrily, and became even more convinced that this man was a monster who brought disaster to the country and the people, and his beauty was a disaster.
He immediately said hurriedly: "Your Highness, please follow the main ship to the capital Alsa. The elders of the royal family are waiting for your visit."
With that said, he hurriedly ordered the fleet to set sail immediately and must return to the capital Alsa in the shortest possible time.
"Dad, you don't seem to be very popular here."
Ding Peng looked at the soldiers around him who were glaring at his father and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
This time, Ding Xiaoyi didn't care. He kicked Ding Peng on the butt, hugged Yu Niang carelessly, curled his lips with a rogue attitude, and looked provocatively at the angry and mad Victor and others in the distance.
"Don't tell me, I just like the way they can't stand me and see me as helpless."