When it was time to hold the lamp, countless lights lit up in Ji Mansion.
Ji Tianxing put on a black outfit and walked out of Ji's mansion holding the Blood Dragon Sword.
The servants have already prepared two carriages, and Ji Hao has been waiting at the gate of Ji Mansion.
The two of them stepped into their respective carriages and rushed to Lingyan Palace one after another.
Lingyan Palace is located in Dongcheng District. It is the most proud and luxurious palace of the young prince Ji Ling.
This palace covers an area of nearly two thousand acres, including more than a dozen splendid palaces, nine wide courtyards, and several gardens.
Apart from the imperial palace, Lingyan Palace is the most magnificent official residence in the imperial city.
Outside the palace gate is the Qingyun River that flows through the imperial city and out of the city.
The river is about eight feet wide, the water is clear but not fast, and there are many brightly colored petals floating on the water.
When Ji Tianxing arrived at Lingyan Palace, dozens of carriages were already parked on the roadside.
He used the light at the entrance of Lingyan Palace to glance at the carriages on the roadside, and saw that the emblems on those carriages were mostly from the powerful clans in the imperial city.
Many young talents got off the carriage, greeted each other after meeting, and walked into Qingyun Bridge in small groups and entered the gate of Lingyan Palace.
Ji Hao got off the carriage, ignored the greetings of the other young talents, and quickly came to Ji Tianxing's side.
"Brother, let's go in."
Ji Tianxing nodded silently and stepped onto the ten-foot-long Qingyun Stone Bridge first, heading towards the gate of Lingyan Palace.
A row of about a hundred red lanterns hung above the gate, emitting a pale red light and dispelling the surrounding darkness.
The black-armored guards at the door were as motionless as stone sculptures, exuding an icy chilling aura.
A fat middle-aged man who looked like a butler was examining the guests' invitations with an expressionless face.
Ji Tianxing and Ji Hao came to the gate and stood in front of the fat middle-aged man.
Ji Hao quickly took out the invitation and handed it over with a smile.
The middle-aged fat man glanced at the invitation, his eyes fell on Ji Tianxing, and asked in an indifferent tone: "Where is your invitation?"
Ji Tianxing frowned and was about to speak when Ji Hao spoke first and explained with a smile: "Manager Wang, this is my eldest brother, the eldest young master of the Ji family. Do you still need an invitation?"
Manager Wang's expression suddenly turned joking, and he said in a teasing tone: "Haha, the young prince has invited young master Ji to banquets several times, but genius Ji doesn't like the young prince's Dragon Gate Banquet."
"Today, the great genius of Ji has turned into a waste of Ji, but he came to the Dragon Gate Banquet with shame... How ridiculous!"
Several young talents near the gate, hearing Mr. Wang's strange words, felt like they had been given a shot of blood, and they immediately gathered around with excitement on their faces.
Ji Tianxing's expression changed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Snapped!"
He didn't say a word, but slapped Manager Wang hard on the face.
Manager Wang staggered from the whipping, his whole body was trembling with fat, and he almost fell to the ground.
He covered his red and swollen cheeks and stared at Ji Tianxing, before he could recover.
He had the strength of the eighth level of body training, but he didn't see clearly how Ji Tianxing took action.
Moreover, he couldn't believe that Ji Tianxing, who had become a waste and a laughing stock, dared to slap him in public?
The few young talents who were watching were also dumbfounded and couldn't believe that this was true.
Manager Wang came to his senses and roared angrily.
"Ji Tianxing! You are so brave, how dare you hit me?"
Ji Tianxing looked at him expressionlessly and said in an indifferent tone: "So what?"
Manager Wang was immediately stuck. He was trembling with anger, but couldn't answer the question.
It is true that he is the general manager of Lingyan Palace and a big loser around the young prince. He can bully ordinary powerful people at will without any problem.
But Ji Tianxing is the eldest son of the Ji family, one of the four great aristocratic families. How could the young prince fall out with the Ji family because of him?
Manager Wang lost his temper and could only glare at Ji Tianxing fiercely, mentally greeting his eighteen generations of ancestors.
Ji Tianxing withdrew his gaze and stepped into the gate of Lingyan Palace with an expressionless face.
Ji Hao followed closely behind, and when he passed Manager Wang, he did not forget to cast a look of contempt at him.
As for the reason for his contempt, I'm afraid only he himself knows.
After entering Lingyan Palace, there is a wide avenue paved with marble.
At the end of the avenue is Qingyun Hall, the venue for tonight's Dragon Gate Banquet.
The Qingyun Hall was brightly lit, and the middle area was empty. A circle of low wooden tables, hundreds of them, were placed in the surrounding area against the wall.
There are several plates of fruit, a jug of wine and several plates of snacks placed on the low tables made of red lacquered solid wood.
When Ji Tianxing and Ji Hao entered the hall, they saw more than thirty young talents sitting in the hall, all of them were handsome and elegant, armed with swords.
Familiar people sat next to each other, whispering to each other from time to time and showing knowing smiles.
There are also some solitary young men or girls, silent and kneeling behind the table, looking dull and reserved.
Ji Tianxing knew that most of those young geniuses came from the private sector and were still very unfamiliar with the dignitaries of the imperial city and Lingyan Palace.
But the more than thirty young talents were all sitting in the corner far away from the main seat.
After all, their status and strength are not enough to sit at the top.
The main seat in the north of the hall and the top seats on both sides are empty. Those are the seats of the young prince Ji Ling and the top geniuses.
The seats at the Dragon Gate Banquet are not for casual sitting.
Just when Ji Tianxing entered the hall, the originally bustling hall suddenly became quiet.
Everyone turned to look at the door, their eyes fixed on Ji Tianxing.
In just an instant, everyone's expressions changed.
Some people were surprised, some were stunned, some were scornful and disdainful, and some showed gloating expressions.
There were even some powerful disciples whispering with sneers on their faces.
Everyone knows that there will definitely be something good to watch at the Dragon Gate Banquet tonight.
Moreover, it is a wonderful drama that is rare to see in a century.
The former number one genius in the imperial city and the most outstanding figure in the Qingyun Kingdom has now been reduced to a waste at the third level of body refining. His engagement was canceled by the Ling family and he has become the laughing stock of the people in the world.
Back then, when he was high-spirited and famous, he didn't bother to attend the young prince's Dragon Gate Banquet, but tonight he came for the first time.
The young talents in the hall can't wait to see how Ji Tianxing will be embarrassed tonight and how he will be humiliated by everyone!
But Ji Tianxing was unfazed and completely ignored everyone's reactions.
He walked into the hall expressionlessly, led Ji Hao through the crowd, walked to the corner of the hall, randomly picked a table and sat down.
After sitting down, he held the Blood Dragon Sword in his arms and closed his eyes to rest, with an indifferent attitude.
He turned a deaf ear to everyone's murmurs and chuckles, and seemed indifferent to everything.