Chapter 909 - The So-Called Aristocratic Regime!

After dilly-dallying for a long time, Wen Xinya and Si Yiyan finally arrived an hour late at the banquet that was supposed to start at six.

Duke Moville’s Residence was also built in a Baroque architectural style, with traditional Russian red bricks as the foundation and a pointed arch as the roof. It made the entire mansion look opulent and noble.

Two rows of uniformed Russian soldiers stood outside the door of the mansion, all of whom had a gun each. They were tall, burly and stern, keeping a straight face with their eyes fixed in front.

On both sides of the stairs below the guards, two rows of servants dressed in the traditional Russian dress stood welcoming the guests.

Wen Xinya noticed that all of the guests would be halted at the door and strongly advised against bringing any weapons and dangerous items into the venue. The guards would even conduct searches on the guests.

Indeed, they were a prestigious aristocratic family.

Wen Xinya frowned slightly and said, “Searching the guests is disrespectful behavior.”

Si Yiyan said calmly, “Russia is a country that has a distinct social hierarchy. The Moville family is a prestigious and wealthy family that is well protected because of the power and rights they have. Hence, this is not considered to be disrespectful. In fact… the guests would be showing them respect and worship by refraining from bringing weapons.”

Wen Xinya sneered. “That’s very similar to China’s system during the ancient times.”

It was already the modern era and yet, such a hierarchy still existed. It was no wonder that such a huge nation like Russia was still unable to develop into something greater and its economy could only depend on the import and export industry.

At this moment, Wen Xinya noticed a strange sight.

One of the guards was dragging an immaculately dressed man out of the venue and there was a bloodied hole in the middle of his forehead. The dim light of the night made the wound look even more terrifying and horrendous. It was a clear reflection of the aristocratic families’ cruel dominance.

“Don’t look…” Si Yiyan said while hugging her in his arms and placing a hand over her eyes|.

Wen Xinya felt her stomach churning and instinctively covered her mouth while trying to suppress her urge to throw up. “I’m… alright!”

Si Yiyan sighed and said, “This is an accident that I didn’t expect would happen.”

Si Yiyan answered softly, “Did you see the picture on that man’s clothes? The creature has an eagle-like head, crane-like limbs, and a feathered crown. That’s a rare vulture that lives in the tropics of Africa, known as a secretarybird. It’s the nemesis of snakes and hunts snakes as prey. Snakes are the symbolic creatures of the Moville Family and hence, his outfit was considered disrespectful to the dukes and the aristocratic family.”

At this moment, Liu Yanhua alighted from the car and walked towards the ushers with the box containing the invite before handing it to one of them.

Two of the ushers returned with Liu Yanhua.

Si Yiyan alighted from the car and walked towards the other side to help Wen Xinya out of the car.

Si Yiyan then hugged her waist and walked onto the steps.

Staring at the two uniform rows of soldiers, Wen Xinya began to tense up and asked, “They… aren’t going to search you too, are they?”

She had even brought her gun Athena along.

Upon entering the mansion, she was greeted with the sight of the large murals on the walls of the long corridor. Amongst the murals which depicted Russian history, there was the most classic story of Catherine the Great and Peter the Great. All of the noble legends were carved on the murals.

After passing through the corridor, they arrived at the banquet hall.

In the resplendent banquet hall, there tall and trim Russian men, gorgeous Russian women who had voluptuous figures, as well as many other guests. The formalities were different from that of elegant Chinese banquets.

She was dressed in a gold gown and a classic Russian cape, which had a gilded phoenix embroidered on it.

Her long dress trailed all the way to the ground and it swayed exquisitely with every move she made. The flowers embroidered on the hems were breathtakingly beautiful.

That was… the token of proof that she was Lucifer’s matriarch!