"Mr. Zexian, do you always enjoy arriving uninvited?" Before the assistant could leave to make arrangements, a deep, arrogant voice spoke up from the side.

Diwu Zexuan turned his head and saw Duke Selter, who, having received the news, was now walking towards him at the entrance.

Dressed in a silver-white suit, he was tall and handsome, with a slightly open collar revealing his muscular chest, exuding a soldier’s iron-blooded aura.

With one hand in his pocket, he nonchalantly approached Diwu Zexuan.

His eyes lifted slightly, full of provocation.

"Arriving uninvited depends on the place. If not for my wife being here, the Selter family wouldn’t even be worthy of carrying my shoes!"

"You!"

Duke’s expression darkened, his eyes glinting with a sinister light.

"Am I wrong? If you don’t believe me, go ahead and try it; see how the members of the Selter family react when they hear my name, Diwu Zexuan."

He had distanced himself from the Swedish royal family and was a world-renowned Divine Doctor.

Everyone faces birth, aging, illness, and death; what he had in abundance were people indebted to him.

Just a word from Diwu Zexuan and countless people in Germany would line up to repay him by dealing with the Selter family for him.

"So what if you have great abilities? Rui Hui doesn’t like you; even if you bind her to you, she’ll only despise you!" Duke’s hand tightened slightly at his side, filled with an unspeakable hatred thinking of how Diwu Zexuan had taken Rui Hui away from the Selter family’s party and claimed her as his own.

That night, Rui Hui had clearly been with him.

If Diwu Zexuan hadn’t suddenly snatched her away, Rui Hui would have married him by now!

"So what, are you jealous of me? Right, you don’t even have a chance to be despised by her." Diwu Zexuan’s silver eyes narrowed, coldly sweeping over Duke’s face, his thin lips parting slightly, enunciating each word deliberately.

"She wouldn’t spare you a second glance."

"..."

Duke was left gasping, unable to retort.

Never did he expect that even though Rui Hui had fled to Germany, seemingly waiting to divorce Diwu Zexuan, Diwu Zexuan still arrogantly disregarded him.

As long as Rui Hui left Diwu Zexuan, he would be the one with the best chance.

"Where is she?"

Diwu Zexuan glanced past Duke towards the entrance of the banquet, not finding any familiar figures, and narrowed his mischievous eyes slightly.

Just as he was about to step forward, Duke suddenly reached out and blocked his path.

"I can now represent the Selter family and tell you, you’re not welcome here! As long as Rui Hui doesn’t want to see you, Duke here will always be her safe haven. I will not stand by and watch her be bullied by you!"

"Get lost!"

Diwu Zexuan looked at Duke, who repeatedly taunted him, and his expression instantly darkened as he swung a fist at Duke.

His move was fierce and unexpected.

Even Duke, who was quite skilled, couldn’t react in time and was knocked to the ground, stunned for a second before leaping up.

Tightening his fist, he quickly counterattacked.

Diwu Zexuan’s skills had always been a mystery. His innate noble aura kept him distant and indifferent, as if he never put anyone in his eyes.

Duke thought his punch would miss, but the reality was that his fist was already close, and Diwu Zexuan, who could have easily dodged, didn’t avoid it but met it head-on.

Duke lifted his head in shock, meeting Diwu Zexuan’s calculating gaze directly. A chill ran down his spine as he attempted to pull back, but it was too late!