"What's going on?" Luo You frowned. He had no interest in banquets. It would be more cost-effective to take a few more hours of rest than to participate in banquets by these celebrities when you have time.

Arnold said: "If the residents of Dawn City want to challenge the cube mission, they need to submit an application to Marquis Charles to leave a record. This is the third time I have completed the mission. Maybe he thinks I am already qualified to attend the banquet."

"So what? What does it have to do with me?"

"We are a squad, so I can't enjoy this kind of thing alone. And I think if you need information, it will be beneficial to contact senior officials like Marquis Charles." Arnold finally gave a big news, "Also, Dawn City has its own cube team. I tried my best to complete the mission before and hoped to join this squad one day. There are all evolvers who are better than me. I think you should be interested."

In fact, this time Arnold guessed wrongly. Luo You was not interested in the so-called "Dawn City Squad" evolvers at all. This is not a Huashan sword contest. He was not interested in dealing with other evolvers. However, what Arnold said before made Luo You feel reasonable. Compared to the market, the Marquis' Mansion must have more information and should be able to provide him with more help.

The Marquis' Mansion is located on an artificially accumulated mountain range in the city, located on a high place with a scattered and solemn mansions. This mansion relies on the mountainous mountains and the water of the blue lake, with the vast sky as its quilt and the vast earth as its mat. It is like a giant dragon lying in the mountains, with a sense of arrogant look on the world.

Just above the red and vermilion gate, a huge plaque with the words "Marquis Mansion" was written in a flying phoenix. The inside and outside the door were lined with the Marquis Guards in black. Everyone had a cold face and a sharp look, which gave the vast ancient house under the vast sky a layer of solemnity.

Arnold carefully took out the invitation and handed it to a non-commissioned officer.

The non-commissioned officer took the invitation and took a look, saying, "Welcome to you all."

There was a security check procedure after entering the door, but Luo You took all the weapons into the space bag, so no contraband was found, and it may have been seen by all kinds of weird people, and Luo You's cloak and bandage look was not interrogated.

The life of ordinary people in the city is very leisurely. It is conceivable how rich the Marquis' Mansion is. However, Luo You did not have the opportunity to visit the mansion today because they were directly invited to the banquet hall.

The heavy door of the banquet hall was pushed open. The marquis from the federal family seemed to prefer the vicissitudes of medieval style. Many crystal chandeliers hung on the ceiling, reflecting the dim candlelight towards every corner. The tables, chairs and even tableware in the banquet hall were made of wooden retro style, as if they were in the distant fifteenth century. There was even a special balloon here, and a minstrel was playing distant music with an organ.

"Brave Mr. Arnold, congratulations on returning from hell again." At the end of the long table, Marquis Charles, the owner of the banquet, was greeting Arnold. He was wearing a tight wide-sleeved noble dress with a black background and red pattern. The white carved scarf and shirt inside were particularly conspicuous against the black vest. Coupled with the golden slightly curly wig, he was dressed up in a high aristocratic manner, but his bloated figure, comparable to a fat pig, destroyed this beauty.

"Good evening, Marquis." Arnold, a muscular man who had never read, seemed to have done his homework in advance, and actually learned the upper class style. He said humbly, "It is my honor to receive your invitation to the banquet."

"Sit down with your friends, Mr. Arnold."

Arnold took Luo You and Ling to the remaining three empty seats. There were not many participants in the dinner. It was not the kind of lively banquet that traditionally sang and lyrics, poems and music, which could be called a dinner in a sense.

The distribution of seats on the dining table is particular. According to European tradition, the two ends of the dining table are the most noble seating positions for people. The closer they are to the two ends, the higher the status. The farthest central position from the two ends is generally a "miscellaneous guest", which is exactly where Arnold and others are now sitting.

"Are you Arnold?" Suddenly, a man sitting at the other end of the dining table, right in front of Marquis Charles, suddenly smiled arrogantly, "I've heard of you."

"Ghost Hand." Marquis Charles introduced with a smile, "The captain of the Dawn Squad has completed 11 cube missions, has B-level Berserker bloodline, the level of the Dark Night Sword, and a large number of evolution points. He is a hero with strong strength and extremely rich combat experience."

The man, known as the "ghost hand", had long wild hair, and only wore a cardigan vest on the cold night. His skin was roasted into bronze by the wilderness and exposed a vicissitudes of life. He was incompatible with the nobles of the Marquis' Mansion, but was filled with a ruffian wildness. He picked up chopsticks and beat them on the bowl, and smiled meaningfully: "I heard that this is your third time to complete the cube mission, which is not good. Congratulations, but it seems that you did not escape unscathed."

Ghost Hand implicitly mocked Arnold's broken hand. At that time, his fist was blown directly by the opponent in the fight against Gao Yuan.

The ghost hand did not stop his rudeness and arrogance, and still knocked on the bowl with chopsticks, and said with a weird smile: "And I heard that you brought a batch of lambs out this time. How about it? How many are you back?"

In fact, people like Ghost Hand who valued a lot of information must know a lot of information. It should be clear that none of the newcomers Arnold brought out this time came back, but he asked knowingly that this was a clear mockery of Arnold.

When Arnold's face turned pale when he mentioned the dead newcomers, he gritted his teeth and said nothing, and his tall body trembled from time to time because of his aggrievance.

"No, right? None of them came back?" The ghost hand jumped up in surprise, walked to Arnold in a ruffian manner, hooked his shoulder, and said in a tone of obvious sadness of the rabbit and the fox, "It's okay, don't be sad, this is the world, the strong live proudly, and the garbage dies silently. This is actually quite good. Useless wastes are just a waste of food and add burden to the world. Are you right?"

For Arnold, Lin Geng's newcomers were like his relatives. The dead relatives were insulted and called useless garbage. What a humiliating thing? His tight fists were already pale at this time, and his teeth were almost broken, and his eyes were covered in blood.

But can he get angry? No, let alone how rude it is to get angry at the banquet as a clerk, and even if he starts, he is not a match for Ghost Hand. Although they are now at B-level bloodline, the strength of bloodline and proficiency are closely related. Arnold just has just obtained bloodline, and whether he can exert 30% of his strength is still a question. However, Ghost Hand has already mastered his bloodline to perfection, not to mention the gap between the two sides in the evolution point, the two are not at the same level at all.

Therefore, Arnold could only endure it, bear it, and say nothing...
Chapter completed!