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McAllen glanced at him coldly and said nothing.

Garfield continued to tease without fear of death: "We have made a decision before that the loser is not allowed to pursue Her Majesty the Queen anymore, and he cannot get close to Her Majesty the Queen within 300 meters. You don't want to betray the debt, right?"

Upon hearing this, McAllen's face, which was already as dark as the bottom of the pot, suddenly became even more ugly.

"I am willing to accept the loss of the bet. Since I lose, I will naturally fulfill my promise." He glared at Garfield, "But, don't be too proud too soon. I will ask you for this account sooner or later!"

Garfield didn't care: "Okay~ you'll get it back, I'll wait."

His attitude was quite perfunctory, and he seemed to not take McAllen's words in his heart at all.

McAllen's fist was so angry that he almost couldn't help but go up and beat someone up.

Considering that this was in public after all, many people were watching him, he barely suppressed the urge to beat someone up, snorted coldly and turned around and left.

If he stayed there, he was afraid that he would really not be able to resist fighting with Garfield.

"Tsk tsk~ You guys are today too."

Looking at McAllen's back as he left, Garfield sighed, and his eyebrows were full of pride.

At the same time, as the battle between Wu Hui and Kerr ended, the space formation that enveloped the entire arena was opened again.

Wu Hui bent down slightly and stretched out his hand to Cole on the ground with a very gentlemanly manner.

Cole was stunned at first, then quickly reacted and stood up from the ground with the help of Wu Hui's power.

"Thank you."

Cole bowed to him.

Although he lost a game, his unruly face was not much annoyed or unwilling to accept it, but was filled with a desire to try.

He looked at Wu Hui with a serious and calm tone: "I lost this game, I admit defeat. But the road ahead is still long, and I will win it back sooner or later."

Wu Hui smiled.

He returned the long knife in his hand to him, and his attitude was equally serious: "Welcome to fight at any time."

"Okay! Refresh!"

Cole couldn't help but pat Wu Hui on the shoulder hard, feeling excited about finding like-minded companions: "I just like you, a giant with a straightforward personality. I agreed to discuss it often in the future."

"good."

While speaking, the inner court guards who were in charge of guarding the ring had announced the results of the competition. The name "Cool Wa" has officially entered the top eight.

Wu Hui didn't have much feeling about this.

But when he got off the ring, a burst of warm applause suddenly rang around him.

Wu Hui was stunned.

He glanced around and noticed that the giants under the ring spontaneously surrounded him from a distance, giving him warm applause.

There were also a few cheers from the crowd, such as "Work well" and "Wonderful".

Wu Hui also noticed that their eyes had changed unknowingly.

Before they took the stage, they looked at him with scrutiny. Although they might not be malicious, they vaguely had a sense of superiority.

This is a sense of superiority brought by God's perspective. Just like sitting in front of a TV to watch a talent show in the previous life, you will inevitably be able to give a slight comment on the guests in the show and make a secret comparison.

But at this moment, there was a little more respect in their eyes when they looked at him, which was the look of looking at the strong.

It was probably Wu Hui's fierceness that exchanged his injuries for them, and the inner court guards in charge of the ring looked at him with a little more appreciation.

Of course, there are still girls who come for the face in the crowd. But compared to before, the girls looked at him with a little more respect and less eagerness, which also means that he has truly gained their recognition now, rather than a "little white-faced face" that only face can hit him.

Realizing this, Wu Hui felt mixed feelings, and he really didn't know whether he should feel happy or depressed.

After all, this is really not his original intention~

Sighing, Wu Hui nodded to the applauding giants according to etiquette, thanked their support, and then slowly walked out of the crowd under the gaze of everyone.

Under Wang Ting's towering stone pillar, Garfield stood in his chest, admiring the scene of Wu Hui being buckled by the stars from afar, and an honorable smile appeared on his face.

Seeing Wu Hui walking towards him, he smiled and joked: "Brother, how does it feel to return in triumphant?"

Wu Hui smiled bitterly: "Don't make fun of me~"

"It's okay, it's normal for you to not adapt now. You'll get used to it later." Garfield patted his shoulder, as if he was a person who had come.

Wu Hui sighed helplessly, and there was hardship to say.

Alas~ He really paid too much for this "brother".

As they spoke, the two of them had already talked about the winner and defeat of the ring to the bet just now.

Garfield was naturally very proud and showed Wu Hui a special image of McAllen's black-faced face that he secretly recorded.

To be honest, his camera skills are quite good, and the distorted expression on McAllen's face, the gloom and anger in his eyes are fully expressed through the camera. Even Wu Hui couldn't help but want to laugh after seeing it, and fully experienced the comfort of successfully slapping the face.

Even though he actually doesn't want to be famous at all.

While we were talking, it was already time to eat.

Garfield was about to take Wu Hui to find a place to have a good meal when suddenly a small team leader of the Wang Ting Guard walked towards him and made a gesture to him.

Garfield was stunned, apologized to Wu Hui and walked towards the team leader.

The captain whispered a few words in Garfield's ear. Garfield's face changed suddenly, and then he nodded with a confused look on his face.

The team leader immediately went back to report his life.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Garfield come back, Wu Hui glanced at him in surprise.

"Auntie asked me to come and have dinner together. I'm afraid I can't have dinner with you today." Garfield looked at Wu Hui apologetically, "I originally wanted to celebrate with you~"

Wu Hui laughed: "The ring match is not over yet, what's there to celebrate? Since it's Mrs. Pete who is looking for you, just go there, don't worry about me."

Garfield sighed: "Hey~ Actually, if I can, I don't want to go at all."

"What?" Wu Hui was surprised.

Garfield scratched his head helplessly: "I can't explain it clearly in one sentence or two. I'll tell you in detail when I come back. I have to go there immediately, so I can't let my aunt and the others wait for me."

Wu Hui nodded: "Then you go."

When Garfield heard this, he was reluctant to leave and turned around step by step towards Wang Ting.

Judging from his attitude, those who didn't know thought Wu Hui was his closest relative in blood. Wu Hui was also amused and crying by him, and in the end he couldn't stand it, so he directly bombarded the person away.

After Garfield left, Wu Hui went to the square to get the lunch box, found a place to sit down and eat.

At this time, Garfield had already arrived at a terrace on the edge of Wang Ting under the guidance of Wang Ting's guards.

There is a long table made of black ore on the terrace. At this moment, the long table is filled with delicious food, and in the center is a whole head of charcoal-grilled young dragon, grilled with crispy skin and exuding an attractive fragrance.

However, seeing this scene, Garfield not only did not show any joy, but instead complained in his heart.

Because there was a row of beautiful women sitting at both ends of this long table, and a beautiful woman with blond hair and black eyes and bright red dress sitting in the second position in the front row.

This one is his dear aunt, Mrs. Pete.

Sitting in front of her was a beautiful woman with silver eyes. She is the elder sister of McAllen's mother Helena Dylan, the current heir to the first place in the ranking, Mrs. Dylan, who is also McAllen's elder aunt.

She is also a strong woman who successfully robs her husband home.

At the same time, she was also one of the three most powerful female officials in the royal court. She was in charge of the servants and servants around Her Majesty the Queen, and her status was higher than that of Mrs. Pitt.

Apart from her, the remaining black-haired and black-eyed one was relatively low-key, but he was also one of the three most powerful female officials in the Wang Ting, who was in charge of His Majesty's makeup dowry and private rooms.

Although Garfield dared to laugh at McAllen unscrupulously, he was so cowardly that he didn't even dare to speak loudly when he saw these three.

"Aunt, two ladies."

Garfield went over honestly to greet the two beautiful ladies one by one.

Hearing his voice, Mrs. Pete glanced over and said lightly: "Please take your seat. Today I'm going to ask you juniors to come and have a gathering together. There is no one else except us, so relax."

"Yes, aunt."

Garfield deserves to be happy, but he complains in his heart.

He has experienced this situation many times since he was a child. When he saw this scene, he had a bad premonition, so how could he be more relaxed?

Unfortunately, even though he knew what was going to happen later, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and sit on the chair opposite his aunt.

Sure enough, after a while, McAllen arrived under the guidance of the guards.

However, McAllen's expression was much more relaxed than Garfield.

He was not afraid at all, and kept a decent smile and saluted and greeted the three beautiful women present, and then sat down under the guards' service.

After sitting down, he was not idle, but began to praise how attractive the food today looked, how beautiful the plates were, how appropriate the tableware was...

After a few words, Mrs. Pete was coaxed by him and smiled, praising him for being able to speak, while also glanced at Garfield with a look of regret.

Why is his nephew just like a lump of wood? He can't even coax people, and he has the same virtue as her younger brother.

Garfield lowered his head, silently narrowing his presence and did not dare to meet the eyes of his own aunt.

Using the action of eating, he quietly glared at McAllen with a resentful look.

McAllen noticed his gaze and gave him a disdainful and provocative look. He did it on purpose, what should he do?

Garfield was almost pissed to death by him and couldn't help but grit his teeth secretly.

One day, he will spread the image of McAllen's black history throughout the aristocratic circle, so that he will lose face and no longer be ashamed to be arrogant in front of him!

Just as the two of them were getting along, the third protagonist of the banquet finally arrived late.

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Chapter completed!