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Chapter 558 Don't worry, there's a good show tonight! (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)

The Eternal Day Empire was not quite what Li Chen had imagined.

The caste system here is so strict that the differences in skin color and clothing of pedestrians on the street are clearly visible.

Li Chen was unaware of this at first, until he learned about these intricacies from an enthusiastic waiter while dining at a high-end restaurant called "Golden Rose".

"Honorable guests, this is our special Moonlight Wine." A young waiter named Hans respectfully poured wine for everyone. His light brown skin and slightly rough hands revealed his commoner status.

When Li Chen casually gave him a few gold coins, Hanston was flattered. This money wasn't given for nothing. Li Chen wanted to know about the local customs and culture. Although he had read a lot of information, the locals would definitely know more.

During this incognito visit, he also wanted to see what kind of country the Eternal Day Empire really was.

Now that he had been given a tip, Hans became more talkative.

Hans lowered his voice and quietly pointed to a white-robed man dining not far away: "Guest, look over there. That's Lord Ram of a high caste. Did you notice the gold ring on his wrist? That's an ornament that only high castes can wear."

Li Chen said with interest, "Oh? You have different classes here?"

Hans quickly made a shushing gesture and carefully explained, "They are roughly divided into four categories: the highest are the descendants of saints, who are said to be descendants of ancient gods; next are the nobles; then the commoners; and the lowest are..."

He hesitated, his gaze sweeping over several ragged porters on the street corner.

These are the lowest of the low, the most despised people, who have no dignity whatsoever.

Hans was relatively fortunate; born into a working-class family, he was able to have a decent job.

He Ying leaned forward curiously: "Is one's social status determined at birth?"

Hans nervously rubbed his hands: "No, not necessarily. Joining the Papacy can allow one to transcend social classes, but it's very difficult to get in. It requires passing through layers of selection. Not only do you need God's favor, but you also need extremely high levels of faith. Simply having ability isn't enough."

Before he could finish speaking, a commotion suddenly broke out at the entrance of the restaurant.

A man dressed in a magnificent silver-threaded robe entered, surrounded by more than a dozen guards.

His skin was so fair it was almost translucent, and his long, pale golden hair was tied up with a jeweled headband, exuding nobility in every gesture.

"It's young master Alfred from the Saintly Family!" Hans's expression changed, and he immediately stepped aside and bowed deeply.

Young Master Alfred looked around the restaurant. He had only come to drink, but when he saw Li Chen's table full of beauties, a lewd glint flashed in his eyes.

This guy is a lecherous glutton. Relying on his status as a descendant of a saint and the immense power of his family, he reigns supreme here.

In fact, there are many kinds of descendants of saints. Some families only have the name of a descendant of saints, but they are very poor.

Just like how some members of the royal family of Tian Ce didn't fare well, it's the same principle.

The Alfred family is certainly no match for the royal family here, but ordinary descendants of saints really wouldn't dare to mess with them.

He straightened his collar and walked over with the most elegant posture.

Alfred performed a standard aristocratic bow, his voice as sweet as honey: "Guest from afar, I am Alfred von St. Clair, it is an honor to meet such a distinguished guest as you in the Everlasting Empire."

His gaze lingered on He Ying's full breasts and Madam Liu's slender waist. Although he concealed it well, Li Chen, with his keen eyesight, had long seen through the filthy thoughts beneath his hypocritical mask.

There's no way around it, any man would watch it; Li Chen understands it all too well.

"I am also honored to see the most distinguished person of Yongzhou here," Li Chen said in a friendly exchange, a mutual flattery.

Alfred was delighted to hear the foreigners say this and continued, "Would you have the honor of inviting me to my humble abode? My family owns a rose estate on the outskirts of the city, where the roses are in full bloom, and we also have plenty of fine wine." Hans, standing to the side, was sweating profusely, wanting to offer a word of advice but not daring to speak, and could only desperately try to signal to Li Chen with his eyes.

Xuan Ji was about to refuse with a cold face, but Li Chen raised his hand to stop her, a playful smile on his face: "I didn't expect the people of the Eternal Day Empire to be so hospitable. Then I'll trouble you to lead the way."

Alfred was overjoyed and immediately ordered his men to prepare a carriage.

He thought his plan had succeeded, but little did he know that in Li Chen's eyes, he was nothing more than a fool who was courting death.

"Young Master," Madam Liu called out softly with concern, keenly sensing the other party's ill intentions.

Li Chen patted the back of her hand and chuckled, "Don't worry, there's going to be a good show tonight."

As the luxurious carriage procession headed towards the outskirts of the city, Alfred, sitting in his own carriage, couldn't help but reveal a smug smile.

He was already imagining how he would enjoy those beauties tonight.

As for that arrogant foreign man?
They can just lock him up in any dungeon.

In the Eternal Day Empire, there is nothing that the Holy Descendant family cannot handle!

At this point, Alfred actually thought that Li Chen was a nobleman from a small country in the north, who had come to travel with his wives and concubines.

Because the Yongzhou Empire has many people from the northern kingdoms doing business, there are very few people from Tiance, but recently there have been some.

The main reason is that after Prince Maurice went to Tian Ce, the railroads on both sides began to develop, and merchants also had the opportunity to seek wealth.

But even if it's Tian Ce, Alfred isn't afraid at all. He's willing to take risks when faced with beauty.

Li Chen's carriage followed Alfred to his manor, which, from a distance, looked like a jewel set in a verdant hill.

The tall wrought iron gate is entwined with blooming roses, and the gateposts are carved with exquisite angel statues.

After walking through the winding tree-lined path, the view suddenly opened up before you.

A huge fan-shaped main building stands in the center, its pure white marble gleaming with golden light in the setting sun.

Alfred proudly opened his arms: "Welcome to Rose Estate. This estate is three hundred years old and was built when my great-grandfather was ordained a saint."

The gardeners put down their pruning tools, and the maids stopped sweeping, all bowing to their masters and distinguished guests.

They were dressed in matching black and white maid outfits, their heads bowed, not daring to look directly at the guest, but Li Chen keenly noticed that several young maids were secretly glancing at him.

The banquet hall was extremely luxurious.

A crystal chandelier hangs from the 20-meter-high dome, illuminating the entire space.

A 30-meter-long mahogany dining table is covered with a white tablecloth embroidered with gold thread, and set with sterling silver cutlery and crystal wine glasses.

The walls are covered with portraits of family members from different generations, each framed in gold.

“Please allow me to introduce my wives.” Alfred clapped his hands, and five beautifully dressed women gracefully walked in from the side hall.

Leading the way was First Lady Gwyneth Paltrow, whose voluptuous figure was perfectly accentuated by a deep blue velvet gown.

(End of this chapter)