Chapter 3216: Chapter 3221

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He had always regarded himself as an intellectual person. He was a well-read man to the outside

world, and he had been like that since childhood. He had always looked down upon those with lowly

occupations, but he never expected Steven to berate the intellectual ones so harshly with such a

couplet. However, he felt that Steven’s couplet was very neat.

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It was extremely rhythmic when he read it. It was catchy.

It was a pleasure to read it without understanding the literal meaning. On the other hand, he could not

write such words.

The East Divine Empire was a place in the universe where writing was relatively poor. The language

spoken was different from other places, and ancient writing was not popular. Most of the public spoke a

local language, and the writing was more like hieroglyphs. To put it bluntly, something like ancient

poetry was the cultural specialty of America.

Even the non-Americans on Earth knew little about ancient poetry.

Steven waved his hand and lashed those words at Eastern Emperor Mooncrate. “How is it? How is my

writing?”

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Eastern Emperor Mooncrate said, “You wrote well, but it is a load of crap.”

Steven waved his hand as he said, “Forget it. I’m too lazy to write. Typing is popular nowadays. Who

still writes? You are the Eastern Emperor. May I ask what your business is?”

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The Eastern Emperor asked, “Who is Steven Rockefeller?”

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Steven replied, “I am.”

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“Release my son, Patroclus Mooncrate. Since you can write, I will only break your left arm and spare

your right arm. Follow me in the future, and I will teach you how to write.”

“Uhm…”

Steven said, “I’m afraid I’m powerless about that! In fact, Patroclus and I aren’t enemies! We are

friends! When Patroclus heard that the Undying Clan would invade the border again soon, he took the

lead and requested to defend the border. He has already departed by now, and I have no way to go

after him.”

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Mooncrate’s expression changed. “He went to defend against the Undying Clan? Where is he? Take

me there!”

Northern Emperor Dust from the sidelines really couldn’t bear looking at the mawkish Eastern Emperor.

Hence, he chimed in, “Bro, this brat is as cunning as a fox without a word of truth from his mouth! If you

listen to his words, you will fall for his trick! Your son, Patroclus, is likely to have suffered the same fate

as my grandson. He was killed.”

“No! I can sense it! My son is still alive!”

As the Eastern Emperor spoke, he suddenly saw Luneth standing next to Stefan. At that time, he

beckoned to her. “Luneth, so you are here too. Come here and tell me. Where has Patroclus gone?”

Stefan.

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Luneth couldn’t help feeling slightly nervous in the face of the Eastern Emperor, but she said, “Steven

Rockefeller is right. His Royal Highness really went to defend the border.”

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The Eastern Emperor nodded. He said to George, “You there, come here and take me to find my son.”

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Steven nodded. “I can take you there, but it will take a few days.”

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The Eastern Emperor repeated, “Take me there, right now.”

Steven certainly couldn’t agree to it!

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“I’ll have to resort to brute force then!”

Dust said, “Bro, you don’t have to be polite to this kid. You should have used brute force long ago. Be

careful. This brat has many trump cards. Don’t suffer a setback due to carelessness.”

The Eastern Emperor said, “I prefer diplomacy over violence.”

As he spoke, he used the brush to write the three words, “Diplomacy before violence”. Those words

were golden. When he flicked the term “violence”, that word immediately tumbled and became as huge

as an immortal mountain of Pompeii before crashing into Steven with a swish.

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Steven was about to resist it with the Dao Killing Sword. Just then, a voice rolled out. “Is my Pompeii

Fairyland a place where people can come as you please? Do you guys really think this place is your

backyard?”

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After that voice carried over, the Eastern Emperor’s word, “violence”, suddenly rolled back and crashed

into himself at a faster speed.