# Chapter 699: Agreement
The space fell into silence as the crowd watched the collision of gazes between the two figures in the void. No one knew what to feel. The young man of the past, who had risen on the night of the full moon above the Xiang River, now stood face to face with a monarch, neither humble nor arrogant. Now, he held the position of a lord, equal in status to the monarch.
Duan Wuya stood right beside the monarch. In the past, he had said that if Lin Feng wanted to marry Xinye, he must first secure a top nine seat in the Snow Domain Grand Competition and later defeat Duan Wudao to fulfill his wish. But now, Lin Feng had accomplished both tasks—defeating Duan Wudao, winning the Snow Moon Grand Competition championship, returning with unparalleled glory, and being enfeoffed as a lord. Who would still dare to say that Lin Feng was unworthy of the princess? Even Duan Wuya himself would have no reason to say so.
Now, Lin Feng did not even glance at Duan Wuya. From that day onward, he had already seen through Duan Wuya's true face. And now, he no longer cared about Duan Wuya. As a lord, even the Second Imperial Prince Duan Wuya was beneath him in status. Why would Lin Feng still need to read Duan Wuya's expressions?
"Hmph."
Just then, a cold snort rang out. A figure in gray robes stepped forward from behind, staring at Lin Feng with icy eyes. This person was none other than She Huan, one of the commanders of the Snow Dragon Guard, who bore a deep blood feud with Lin Feng—the father of She Qiong. He had wanted to kill Lin Feng countless times, but Lin Feng only grew stronger.
"A mere commoner, do you think a chick has transformed into a phoenix now? How could you possibly be worthy of Princess Xinye?"
She Huan said coldly. Lin Feng had actually been enfeoffed as a lord—how infuriating.
Lin Feng's gaze slowly shifted, landing on She Huan. A sharp gleam flashed in his eyes, as if a sword of judgment was stabbing forth, causing She Huan to feel a slight stabbing pain all over his body, as if a razor-sharp sword was about to pierce through him.
"What are you? Whether I am worthy of the princess or not is none of your business. Today, I have been enfeoffed as a lord, yet you dare to insult me with words—you deserve death."
Lin Feng's body surged forward, pressing down toward She Huan. Instantly, an incredibly terrifying sword aura enveloped She Huan completely, causing his face to turn deathly pale. Under this overwhelming sword intent, his entire body was instantly drenched in sweat, and his breathing seemed on the verge of stopping at any moment.
"You dare!" She Huan roared with all his strength, never expecting Lin Feng to be so overbearing. It seemed he had only now realized that Lin Feng was the champion of the Snow Domain Grand Competition. Just how terrifying was his current strength? Perhaps his memory of Lin Feng was still stuck at the time before Lin Feng participated in the Snow Domain Grand Competition.
"Kill!" Lin Feng paid no heed, roaring as the word "kill" spilled from his lips. Countless swords bloomed simultaneously, shredding the space around them.
All were swords—terrifying swords formed from formless Qi.
She Huan's face instantly turned as pale as paper, completely bloodless. Lin Feng, didn't he dare?
"Chi, chi..."
Countless sword lights instantly descended upon She Huan. His strength was far too inferior to Lin Feng's—not even close by a hundred thousand miles. How could he fight? He had absolutely no power to resist and was directly obliterated. Lin Feng hadn't even moved his hands.
The sword aura dissipated. Lin Feng's body returned to its original position, his gaze as calm as if nothing had happened. But the hearts of the crowd below pounded violently. This was Lin Feng—terrifying, too terrifying.
The championship of the Snow Domain Grand Competition was not easily won. Lin Feng now was countless times stronger than before he had gone to participate.
As a lord with overwhelming strength, why would Lin Feng care about a mere commander of the Snow Dragon Guard? She Huan had been too self-righteous. To Lin Feng now, he was nothing but an ant, to be killed at will without mercy.
The Snow Moon Monarch and the Second Imperial Prince Duan Wuya both remained expressionless, their expressions not even flickering. As if She Huan's death meant nothing to them. In fact, they truly did not care about She Huan's death. The commanders of the Snow Dragon Guard were not under their control. Duan Wuya had always wanted to seize this power but had never been able to.
After a moment, a faint smile appeared on the Snow Moon Monarch's face as he looked at Lin Feng. "Lin Feng, now that you have been enfeoffed as a lord, you are indeed a match for Xinye. You may choose an auspicious day to marry my daughter Xinye. I will leave this matter to Wuya and will not interfere. I only hope that after you marry Xinye, you will take good care of her."
As the monarch's words fell, the crowd's eyes narrowed again. Agreement. The monarch had agreed to Lin Feng's request and was willing to betroth Princess Xinye to Lin Feng.
Of course, if there was only one person in the Snow Moon Kingdom worthy of the princess, that person was undoubtedly Lin Feng. The champion of the Snow Domain Grand Competition, whose fame spread across the world, and now enfeoffed as a lord—if Lin Feng was not qualified, who was? The crowd had thought the only reason the monarch might refuse was that Lin Feng's position as a lord would cause him unease. As a monarch, who would want to share equal status with another?
But it seemed they had overthought it. The monarch did not obstruct and directly agreed.
She Huan's death was in vain. One could say he was simply seeking death. Lin Feng had wanted to kill him anyway, and he had just come forward to deliver himself.
"Lin Feng thanks the monarch for his blessing." Lin Feng bowed slightly to the monarch. Since the monarch had agreed, from a nominal standpoint, the monarch would become his father-in-law. Lin Feng could not be too discourteous.
"Hehe, congratulations, Lin Feng. You have returned with glory, been enfeoffed as a lord, and now won the favor of a beauty. On your wedding day, I, Ruo Lanshan, must come to drink a cup of wedding wine." Ruo Lanshan said with a smile. He had seen Lin Feng and Princess Duan Xinye together on Wuyashan Mountain before—she was like a fairy under the moonlight, and Lin Feng was an unparalleled genius. The two were indeed well-matched.
"Lin Feng would welcome you with open arms." Lin Feng raised his head and replied to Ruo Lanshan with a smile.
"Alright, Lin Feng, Monarch. My purpose in coming to Snow Moon has been fulfilled. Now I must return to report to the Emperor of the Empire. I ask the monarch to do me a favor and issue a public proclamation, letting the world know that Lin Feng has been enfeoffed as a lord."
Ruo Lanshan said to the monarch again. The decree of enfeoffment as a lord must be known to all under heaven. This matter was best and most easily handled by the Snow Moon Monarch.
"There is no need for the envoy to remind me of this. I understand. Lin Feng's enfeoffment as a lord should naturally be made known to the entire Snow Moon Kingdom. At the same time, I will also announce the marriage between Lin Feng and my beloved daughter to the world, for universal celebration." The monarch said calmly with a smile, causing the crowd to nod slightly. It seemed the monarch truly did not mind Lin Feng's position as a lord.
Setting aside this point and the fact that Duan Wudao had been suppressed by Lin Feng to obtain second place in the Snow Domain Grand Competition, Lin Feng was worth this treatment. He was the genius of Snow Moon, the glory of their Snow Moon Kingdom. Announcing it to the world and celebrating universally was only natural. The top two positions of the Snow Domain Grand Competition both came from their Snow Moon—the people of Snow Moon probably never dreamed this would happen.
"It seems I spoke too much. Monarch, Lin Feng, I will take my leave now." Ruo Lanshan cupped his hands toward the two, then led the imperial entourage directly back. The petals of tulips still drifted in the air, as if they would scatter throughout the imperial city.
Watching Ruo Lanshan leave, the monarch's gaze slowly turned back to Lin Feng. He said with a smile, "Lin Feng, now that you have been enfeoffed as a lord, you may also set foot in the imperial palace without needing to request permission."
"Alright, for matters hereafter, you and Wuya can decide. I will not participate." The monarch smiled faintly, then his body drifted away and left.
Duan Wuya, on the other hand, looked at Lin Feng. His gaze was still as gentle as before, carrying an air of closeness. His smile made it impossible to tell what he was truly thinking.
"Lin Feng, I also congratulate you. You have won the championship of the Snow Domain Grand Competition and defeated my imperial brother. You have also fulfilled all my requirements. Naturally, I will no longer obstruct your matter with Xinye. Think it over carefully and choose an auspicious day."
Duan Wuya said slowly, his calm voice carrying a hint of gentleness, as if he had always been the one promoting Lin Feng and Xinye. The ferocious and overbearing attitude of that day had long been thrown away somewhere unknown.
"I will discuss it with Xinye and choose the auspicious day together." Lin Feng nodded slightly, then stepped forward. His body swept past Duan Wuya, the two brushing shoulders. But Lin Feng did not even glance at Duan Wuya. He no longer wished to put on a pleasant face with the hypocritical Duan Wuya.
Duan Wuya's gaze remained fixed ahead, a faint smile still on his face. But no one knew what he was feeling in his heart at this moment.
The crowd below also fell into thought, then dispersed one after another. The scheming and intrigue of these people were not something they could meddle in.