CHAPTER 190: VOLUME 3 CHAPTER 60 HIGH-QUALITY PARTY MEMBER_3

Stephen took two deep breaths, calmly saying, "Whether you’re disappointed or not, it’s none of my business. Miss Christina, perhaps you should worry more about your father. Maybe he wouldn’t want to see you doing this. Besides, bringing a commoner here for a date is quite amusing to me. Which noble lady would fancy this Fatty here?" He sneered slightly, glancing at the surrounding girls who covered their mouths and giggled while shaking their heads. "Or perhaps, Mr. Zhang has taken a liking to one of the beautiful ladies here."

"Regardless, there’s only one outcome. As a commoner, this so-called Mr. Zhang should know his place. This is not a place for someone like you. And Miss Christina, I believe I don’t welcome you here today!" Taking advantage of his position as the host, Stephen’s sneer prompted the sycophantic nobles to laugh along with him.

Everyone understood that the situation was now concluded. The conflict between Stephen and the Gordon family was now out in the open, and Carey’s family would be closely tied to this event. After today, no one would dare bring this up publicly; otherwise, they would directly oppose Stephen!

Fatty chuckled at Stephen and replied naively, "I don’t know if any lady fancies me, but there is someone I fancy." In Christina’s despairing and pained expression, Stephen decided to make fun of him, "Oh, is that so? Which lady does Mr. Zhang Yuan fancy?"

Fatty looked at Ann Lei with a simple-minded grin and said, "I fancy Miss Ann Lei!"

The crowd was in an uproar. Those who knew the background couldn’t help but laugh, and Bruce was shocked, furious, and amused at the same time. This Fatty really thought highly of himself. How could a silly Fatty like him be worthy of Ann Lei?

Stephen knew his second brother was a suitor of Ann Lei and thought this overconfident Fatty was something else. In a world full of all kinds of people, particularly this kind of fool, he couldn’t help but laugh uncontrollably, "Mr. Zhang, I have to admire your wild imagination. Have you heard the saying?"

Fatty asked curiously, "What saying?"

"A toad wanting to eat swan meat!" Stephen laughed heartily, almost to the point of tears. The surrounding nobles joined in; this was indeed one of the funniest jokes they’d heard today.

Standing next to Ann Lei, Bruce was also laughing. How could Ann Lei, who wasn’t even that warm towards Bruce himself, be interested in this simple, silly Fatty? He found Stephen’s words quite fitting.

Fatty, blushing brightly, awkwardly walked up to Ann Lei and stammered, "Miss Ann Lei, can I invite you to dinner?"

Ann Lei rolled her eyes at him. This guy always made dinner invitations sound so vulgar, like he was talking about feeding pigs. However, she knew she would never publicly refuse his request, no matter how he acted. Smiling, she took Fatty’s hand and said, "Of course, I would be honored."

After speaking, Ann Lei glanced at Bruce and said lightly, "Bruce, I’m not feeling well today, you might want to find another dance partner."

Bruce, Stephen, and the group of nobles fell silent.

Bruce felt mortified, while Stephen felt like he had been slapped in public. A sense of inexplicable humiliation washed over him as he saw George and the others approaching. He roared angrily, "Get out of here! Immediately!"

Fatty shook his head, smiling as he took a badge out of his pocket and pinned it to his chest. The unusual badge bore the image of a fierce Heavenly God. Everyone was stunned, "This Fatty is part of the Mythical Army!"

Stephen nearly fainted. The situation had taken a dramatic turn. This guy was actually part of the Mythical Army! As a royal prince, it wasn’t that he couldn’t handle the Mythical Army; it was a matter of whether it was worth it or not. Given that Reinhardt, known for his fierce loyalty, found out that he had been pressing charges against this Fatty wrongly, it could lead to a significant grudge. Now, at this crucial moment, Stephen knew he could offend anyone but not his father’s most trusted Reinhardt!

As Fatty skillfully shifted all grievances onto Reinhardt, Reinhardt and a group of guests walked into the crowd, smiling as if oblivious to the conflict just moments ago. Seeing the badge on Fatty, Reinhardt remarked, "Zhang Yuan, this badge suits you well."

Stephen only hoped Fatty’s presence here was coincidental and not a deliberate act by Reinhardt. Utilizing all his self-control to maintain his facial expression, he smiled and greeted the guests warmly, happily accepting their congratulations.

Reinhardt asked cheerfully, "It seems lively here. What’s everyone chatting about?"

Stephen smiled, "Nothing much, I just learned that Mr. Zhang is part of the Mythical Army. There were some minor misunderstandings earlier." His courteous demeanor showed no trace of the prior abrasiveness.

Reinhardt laughed, "Zhang Yuan is a mechanic in the Mecha Research Lab of the Mythical Army, very skilled. The newly modified [Vajra] mecha is his masterpiece!" The guests gasped; mecha was a favorite topic among nobles. The successful modification of the [Vajra] mecha was well-known in the noble circle. Only now did they learn that this seemingly silly Fatty was the genius mechanic behind the ingenious design. No wonder this clearly Chuckna Clan Fatty could enter the nearly all-Vibo Clan Mythical Army! Reinhardt continued, "Besides Mr. Zhang Yuan, our lovely Christine has also joined the Mythical Army."

Stephen laughed awkwardly, "Congratulations to General Reinhardt! The Mythical Army always finds the talents we dream of."

Reinhardt smiled slightly, "Hehe, the researchers of the Mythical Army are not well-versed in social niceties. If there’s any offense, let me know, and I’ll apologize on their behalf."

At his words, the entire crowd fell silent. Clearly, Reinhardt had heard Stephen’s words. Known for his protective nature, who would dare argue with him, let alone let him apologize? Stephen’s face turned red and white alternately before he finally laughed, "General, you have such a sense of humor!" Glancing at the time, he extended his hand, "The ball is about to start! Everyone, please!"

The nobles promptly followed along, well-practiced in handling awkward situations. As they exchanged pleasantries while heading towards the castle hall, the shameless Fatty joyfully held Ann Lei’s hand and joined the fun. Ann Lei, irritated, pinched him hard and whispered coldly, "I’m cooperating with your work. Show some respect! What’s your plan?"

Fatty smiled bitterly and nudged towards the right with his lips. Ann Lei glanced over and saw Prince George conversing with a noble, continuously glancing in their direction, clearly discussing the earlier events!

Fatty whispered, "I offended Stephen, yet I am a good friend of Christina and a balanced member of the Mythical Army. If this prince isn’t interested, it’d be strange. Such an excellent crown prince follower, will he let me go?"

Ann Lei snorted and fell silent! This matter with Milan was still unresolved!

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Moscow saw the first snowfall of winter, cold enough to make me shiver, and I was too busy to even touch the ground. I really have no face to meet everyone. I can’t even bring myself to read the book reviews.

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