232: Chapter 233 Which pig dares to steal my cabbage! Investigate!

"Beep — —!"

Inside the office, the blue light from the holographic screen flickered across Jiang Chen's face.

The pleasure he had felt just moments ago, watching the little prince get thwarted, instantly cooled, replaced by a sullen mood that could only be described as "extremely displeased."

He slowly turned his head, watching the group of noble young masters who hadn't gone far outside the window.

To his eyes, the back of that alien little prince was nothing more than an eyesore.

"This kid is not right."

Jiang Chen threw the wine glass in his hand onto the table, causing the expensive red wine to spill out and splatter all over the desk.

"Old Zhao."

He called out, his voice devoid of emotion, but the chill that permeated it made Zhao Gang stand up straight immediately.

"Boss, at your command."

Jiang Chen didn't turn back; he swiped his fingers through the void, pulling up a long projection list:

"Investigate for me, investigate thoroughly."

"This kid's identity, background, and what kind of devilish thing is hidden beneath that skin—I want it all dug up."

"These days, even if an alien comes to propose, they have to pass a background check!"

Zhao Gang immediately accepted the order.

He pulled out his tactical communicator, his fingers tapping rapidly as he mobilized the base's highest-level encrypted intelligence network.

Although this star system was unknown to the Dragon Kingdom, the luan niao starship was a super reconnaissance platform that had assembled half of the Wasteland civilization's technology.

"Data connected."

Zhao Gang's voice was somewhat serious, "Boss, this kid's quantum identity authentication has been cracked."

"His name is Caesar, from the Alpha Centauri System royal family; he really is a prince."

"Because their home planet's star has reached the end of its evolution and resources are scarce, they have been expanding outwards for the past few years."

Jiang Chen sneered, leaning against the desk, a glint flashing in his eyes:

"Royal family? Interstellar diplomacy?"

"Heh, no wonder the gift-giving was so generous; it turns out his true intentions lay elsewhere."

"Dig deeper for me. I want to know why he specifically chose Tianhai High School, and why he specifically chose Qianqian."

"This kid definitely has ill intentions!"

Ten minutes later.

A piece of intelligence that would make ordinary people tremble appeared before Jiang Chen.

How could this possibly be a simple diplomatic prince?

Caesar, this so-called royal family member, not only held immense power in their star system but even controlled the mining rights to several planets. He was not only wealthy but also extremely ruthless in his methods, a notorious "marauder."

More importantly, the family behind him was the largest resource harvesting syndicate in that star system.

"I knew it, there's no such thing as a coincidence."

Jiang Chen looked at the intelligence, a cruel arc curling at the corner of his mouth:

"Bringing an entire fleet, calling it a diplomatic visit, but actually here to scout the way for his own planet?"

"And he wants to root around in my cabbage patch, and while he's at it, pack up the person and the land together?"

"That appetite... is truly quite large."

Jiang Chen turned off the screen.

He turned around and strode toward the banquet hall entrance.

His footsteps were steady and powerful, each step seemingly trampling on the alien prince's heart.

Now, no matter how he looked at this "little prince," he couldn't stand the sight of him.

That magnificent formal wear looked to Jiang Chen like nothing more than a layer of camouflaged skin; it looked hypocritical no matter how he viewed it.

That so-called "love at first sight" was, in Jiang Chen's view, purely a top-tier scheme to gain the trust of him, the "Earth Chief."

Trying to use money and power to sway my sister?

And trying to use a resource planet to marry into the family?

This is simply a physical-level insult to my, Jiang Chen's, intelligence!

"Old Zhao."

Jiang Chen stopped at the doorway, saying coldly without turning his head:

"Bring out that early warning aircraft of ours."

"Since he's here for diplomacy."

"Then we must properly teach him what is called — — Great Power Etiquette."

Although Zhao Gang was a bit confused, his execution was maxed out; he immediately began making arrangements, "Boss, are you going to detain his 'diplomatic ship' directly?"

"No, no need to be that violent."

Jiang Chen waved his hand, a glint of calculation flashing in his eyes, the shamelessness unique to a cunning merchant displayed to the fullest at this moment:

"I'll go for a 'friendly exchange' in a moment."

"I want to ask him personally, having brought so much dowry, whether it's for love, or for... our Dragon Kingdom's antimatter production line?"

"If he came with sincerity, we'll make him hand over the control rights to that resource planet first."

"If he is here to cause trouble..."

Jiang Chen sneered, the smile at the corner of his mouth sinister and eerie:

"Then I will make sure he never gets the chance to return to his Centaurus for the rest of his life."

After saying this, he pulled open the door and strode toward the young man who was in the middle of a "passionate confession."

Since you like playing this game so much.

Then we shall properly act out this grand drama called "Marrying In."

Jiang Qianqian didn't yet know that her brother had seen through everything.

She looked at the somewhat nervous young man in front of her, just about to respond, when she saw Jiang Chen walking over with a dark face.

Jiang Chen stood between the two of them.

That invisible sense of oppression instantly made the arrogant alien prince choke, unable to speak.

"Kid."

Jiang Chen reached out and patted his shoulder; the hand was clearly very light, yet it felt like it had the weight of ten thousand jun, pressing down until the other's knees went weak.

He smiled extremely gently, but also extremely dangerously:

"Since your heart for marrying into the family is so sincere."

"There's no time like the present."

"I'll arrange a blind date for you tonight... no, an assessment."

"Let's go to the tarmac and chat, shall we?"