As if he had heard something unbelievable, Leng Yanfeng froze for a moment. Suddenly, a thin smile unconsciously raised on that usually grave face.

That smile, no matter how you looked at it, was full of mockery.

Someone whos still only at the Qi collection levels after so many years is the genius youre speaking of. So, your Vermillion Bird Country has actually declined to this point. If this kind of person can be considered a genius, then is everyone in your Vermillion Bird Country still at the Qi collection levels?

It wasnt just Leng Yanfeng, but even Leng Wujing felt that Zuo Shangchens words were simply a joke.

Fourth Prince, you must be joking. If someone with her kind of power could be counted as a genius, then what does Miss Shiyun, who reached martial king at such an early age, count as? Leng Wujing shook his head, finding this whole business rather funny. He didnt know how this fourth prince had determined that Gu Ruoyun was a genius. This lie was way too obvious.

Zuo Shangchen smiled: As far as this prince knows, Shiyun is already twenty years of age, while Xiao Yuner is only fifteen. I dare to guarantee that in five more years, her level wont lose to Shiyuns!

Shut up!

Suddenly, Leng Yanfengs expression had cooled down. His black pupils were like two sharp swords, that frosty glare shooting towards Zuo Shangchen: You dont have the qualifications to talk about Junior Shiyuns talent! Furthermore, comparing that good-for-nothing Gu Ruoyun to Junior Shiyun! Shes not worthy! Even if were talking about ten, twenty, or even thirty years, she will never be able to surpass Junior Shiyun!

Shiyun was the goddess in his heart, where all his faith rested. Thus, he absolutely wouldnt let anyone insult Junior Shiyun!

Fenger, Leng Wujing cast a side glance toward Leng Yanfeng before turning his gaze back to Zuo Shangchen, Is Fourth Prince willing to bet with me? No matter how much time you give Gu Ruoyun, shell never be able to surpass Miss Shiyun.

Apologies, The corner of Zuo Shangchens lips raised with a faint smile, This prince has no interest in betting on sure bets. Furthermore, your Azure Dragon Country has no prizes that this prince would be interested in.

Leng Wujings expression suddenly turned serious. Even though he was fearful of Zuo Shangchen, he was at the very least the ruler of this country; getting slapped across the face like this made him extremely unhappy in his heart.

This prince only came here to let Your Highness warn your good son. Dont trouble Gu Ruoyun anymore. He cant match up to her identity, and since Ive already said so, its time for this prince to leave.

Having said so, Zuo Shangchen lazily stretched. His gaze seemed to have accidentally swept across Leng Yanfengs face, but as he did so, the mockery in those almond eyes pointedly deepened.

Gu Shengxiao, I wonder how youll thank me for protecting your sister like this?

As if he had seen Gu Shengxiaos extremely grateful face before him, Zuo Shangchen laughed out loud: Qingyi, lets go. To Hundred Herb Hall! Im going to go tease my Xiao Yuner.

Yes, My Lord.

Qingyi clenched her fists in a greeting expressionlessly. As she looked at that mans lazy and bewitching face, helplessness flashed across the depths of her eyes.

She had been following her lord for so many years, and was extremely clear about her lords mysophobia. Even for dressing, he refused to let anyone help him, even his own mother concubine.

However, it was in front of that man alone, that he would allow casual touches, arms across his shoulder, that he would smile so comfortably, so freely

Thinking of this, Qingyi felt a little bitterness in her heart. She had accompanied her lord for so many years, and had been silently loving him for as many. However, her years of companionship couldnt compare to that one year of friendship between her lord and that man