How could he know? Akimoto Masako knew from the beginning that Chen Feiyu would win. Since she had known the result, there was naturally no surprise.

"You... are you... also a strong mental power?" Luke's face looked ugly. Through the fight just now, he had discovered that Chen Fei's mental power was far better than him. If his mental power was a stream, then Chen Fei's mental power was a surging river, and it was completely incomparable.

However, Chen Fei's skills are relatively average. Judging from the movements and speed of Chen Fei's sword just now, just in terms of martial arts strength, it is only at the level of the "early stage of the Grandmaster".

"A strong mental power? Your vision can only reach this level." Chen Feiyu put away his sword, turned to Meng Yu, and said lightly with his back to Luke: "I said before that the Golden Knights of the Western Holy See are nothing great, now do you believe it?"

Luke's face changed again, and his eyebrows surged with anger, and he shouted loudly: "We have many strong people in the Western Holy See, especially the Pope, who are the most powerful people in the Western world. Don't think that you have defeated me, but you really think that you are amazing. You are still far from it!"

"The defeated generals under his command are no longer qualified to shout at me." Chen Feiyu still turned his back to Luke, not even looking at him, showing his contempt.

Luke's face was extremely difficult to see. It was the first time in his life that he felt such a great humiliation!

While speaking, Chen Feiyu had already arrived at Meng Yu. Looking at her still shocked gaze, she felt excited. She couldn't help pinching her fair and rosy cheeks and smiled in Chinese: "I won, you won't have to stay in this castle for the rest of your life."

Meng Yu then came to her senses, jumped up suddenly, and shouted in surprise: "That's great, it's really great. I didn't expect you to be really amazing if you don't show your appearance."

"Of course." Chen Feiyu shook his head and smiled: "But there is nothing to be happy about defeating a Golden Knight."

Fortunately, his sentence was also Chinese, and Luke couldn't understand it, otherwise Luke would have to vomit blood in anger.

Meng Yu smiled with a pursed lips. She was in a good mood. She looked at Josh and said proudly: "We won. Now you should fulfill your promise, right?"

"Of course, you two will come to the hall and sit down. I will prepare a banquet for you and answer your questions while drinking." Josh clapped his hands, and everyone around him immediately dispersed.

At Josh's gesture, a butler-like figure came, walked to Chen Feiyu and Meng Yu, and said respectfully: "Two distinguished guests, please come with me."

Meng Yu nodded and looked at Chen Feiyu.

Chen Feiyu smiled and walked towards Akimoto Masako with the sword.

Suddenly, it attracted the attention of everyone present again.

Qiao Xi's eyes suddenly became sharp and he stared at Chen Feiyu with hostility.

Akimoto Masako was slightly surprised and nervous, worried that Chen Feiyu would do something too much to her here.

"Give your sword back." Chen Feiyu handed the sword to Masako Akimoto.

Masako Akimoto took the sword and breathed a sigh of relief in secret.

Chen Feiyu turned around, walked to Meng Yu, and followed the butler to the hall of the castle together.

Meng Yu whispered beside Chen Feiyu and asked, "Your strength should be in the late stage of the Grandmaster, right?"

She saw Chen Feiyu killing Luke in one move, so she guessed that Chen Feiyu's strength reached the "latest stage of the Grandmaster".
Chapter completed!