Almighty Life Winner

Lan Tian turned to Old White Dragon, who was about to scream, and made a silent gesture, signaling him to keep quiet and continue watching.    

    

The zebra old man Ural swept his gaze over the fierce light in his eyes, and said with a flattering smile, "Thank you, East King, for your love. Then this king will have a good taste of this wine."    

    

After saying that, he was about to drink it when fat old man shouted, "No, zebra king, you are wrong. In front of me, you are not qualified to be called king. You should be called zebra king or zebra king."    

    

The thin old man's face turned red, but because he was already dark and the sky was already late, one could not see his embarrassment.    

    

A fierce light flashed in his eyes again, but it was perfectly concealed by him once again.    

    

He used a fawning voice to say, "Yes, yes, East King is right. This zebra's father is black after all. My blood flows with inferior blood, so in front of you, I am indeed not qualified to be called king. Yes, yes, East King said in a fawning voice. What East King said is right. This zebra's father is black, and my blood flows with inferior blood, so in front of you, I am indeed not qualified to be called king."    

    

Only then did fat old man nod happily, "That's right! Come, Zebra King, let's toast."    

    

The two of them raised their glasses and toasted to each other. The zebra old man smiled and pointed at a plate of roast chicken in front of them. " Respected Mr. East King, this is the roast chicken that I personally made. It's delicious. Try it. "    

    

Fat old man nodded approvingly, "Not bad, Zebra King. You know that I like to eat roast chicken the most. Alright. Since you are so filial to me, I will give you face and eat a few chopsticks."    

    

After saying that, he picked up a large drumstick and started to chew.    

    

After a bite, he straightened his fat head and said, "Not bad, not bad. Zebra, you might as well not be the Northern King anymore in the future. It's also very good to be a chef."    

    

The thin old man no longer had any embarrassment on his face. There was only a fawning smile on his face. "Yes, yes, Mr. East King, you are absolutely right. If I don't have the ability to be the Northern King in the future, I'll go to your residence to be a chef. When the time comes, I will treat Mr. East King to a meal. "    

    

Fat old man nodded happily when he saw how humble the old man was. "No problem, no problem. As long as you listen to me, no one can replace you as the Northern King."    

    

After finishing one drumstick, he picked up the other drumstick without any hesitation.    

    

As he chewed, he said, "Damn it, that Southern King Pulmilo relies on his younger sister and is the Emperor's concubine. He always thinks that he is superior."    

    

"Damn it, every time in front of me, he raises his head high. If not for the Emperor's face, this king would have long shot down a golden spear and ended his dog life!"    

    

The thin old man obediently nodded his head, "That's right, that's right. With East King's ability, if you want to get rid of Southern King, don't be too slippery. Come, come, East King, this wing is also very delicious. Have a taste."    

    

Fat old man was very satisfied with the thin old man's performance. He laughed loudly and said, "Alright, alright. Zebra, you have to drink a few more glasses of this king's wine. You can't let down this king's good intentions!"    

    

The skinny old man immediately raised his wine glass. Just as he was about to drink, he saw fat old man shouting at the soldiers who were eating and drinking not far away. " Brothers of the Northern King, did you all hear that? Your Northern King... In front of This King, you call yourself a zebra, hahaha! "    

    

When he said that, his thousand elite soldiers couldn't help but laugh out loud. As for the one thousand elite soldiers of the thin old man, their faces were more or less embarrassed.    

    

Although these one thousand elite soldiers were all white people and looked down on the black people from the bottom of their hearts, they were, after all, the soldiers under the old man's command.    

    

No matter how much they looked down on the black people, they were already subdued by their own Royal Highness's martial arts.    

    

Actually, among the Four Heavenly Kings, the thin old man, the zebra king, had the highest martial arts.    

    

However, even though his martial arts were the highest and he contributed the most, because his father was black, he was still looked down upon by the other three Royal Highnesses.    

    

Even when he was dividing the Royal Highnesses, he was also intentionally or unintentionally ranked last by the Emperor.    

    

According to the arrangement, the thin old man was ranked in the North King. Among these four people, fat old man Halls, who was ranked second in martial arts, was ranked first and became East King.    

    

This also caused the dissatisfaction of the south king, Pulmilo, towards fat old man, this East King. Why is your fatty ranked first? You have to know that my younger sister even married the Emperor. I, Old Pu, am an authentic imperial uncle!    

    

Actually, the one who was the most dissatisfied in his heart was Mr. Zebra. Damn it, not to mention that his martial arts was the highest, the contributions he made alone were even more than the combined contributions of the three Heavenly Kings. However, he only got the title of Northern King.    

    

This was also not the case. Usually, these three Heavenly Kings would laugh at him from time to time. Could it be comfortable?!    

    

The only ones who were as uncomfortable as him were the elite soldiers under his command.    

    

These elite soldiers had followed the thin old man in his conquest of the north and south and had made many contributions. They knew that their master was indeed stronger than the other three kings. But they were still bullied by the other three kings. How could they accept this?    

    

At this moment, when they heard East King laughing at their master in front of everyone, these white elite soldiers felt even more uncomfortable and angry.    

    

But whether you are sad or not, what can you do?! Who asked his master to be a black and white zebra man!    

    

Although the soldiers were angry, that thin old man was not angry at all. At least on the surface, he did not look angry at all.    

    

He stood up and laughed loudly, "Brothers of East King, you can eat and drink well. Tonight, my brother will be on duty by the sea."    

    

After East King's subordinates heard this, they all laughed loudly.    

    

Someone said, "Haha, I didn't expect this zebra king to be so good. He's really showing respect to our East King."    

    

Another said, "That's right. Although his martial arts is the highest, half of his body is made up of the blood of a lowly person!"    

    

Another person nodded. "That's right, that's right. Although he's already a prince, strictly speaking, we soldiers are still his masters. It's just that his position is higher than ours. "    

    

When the soldiers under the thin old man heard the other party's ridicule, they all became dispirited. After drinking a few glasses of wine, they were no longer in the mood. They simply walked to the beach and stood guard.    

    

East King's one thousand elite soldiers were delighted because of their master's identity. And because they did not need their duties today, each and every one of them let go of their alcohol tolerance and ate to their heart's content.    

    

Two hours later, out of East King's one thousand elite soldiers, over eight hundred had already fallen, and there were still over a hundred more. Although they did not fall, their tongues were so big that they could not even walk steadily.    

    

East King was not much better. He threw away the wine glass and wanted to stand up to relieve himself, but his body swayed and fell to the ground with a thump.    

    

This fellow said with a mouth full of alcohol, "Aiya, sorry for my rudeness today. About that, zebra, give me a hand."    

    

Just as he stretched out his hand toward the old man, he suddenly exclaimed, "Oh no, why does my stomach hurt so much? Oh my god, it hurts so much!"