"Haha, it was just a small conflict when we were young. Thinking back on it, it is still quite interesting. But after so many years, things have changed. Even a genius that is hard to come by in a thousand years will fall. This makes this prince a little melancholy. It was not easy to find a worthy opponent." The little prince, Zhao Yu, had a look of pity for Zhu Minglang.
"Your Highness, he's also a dragon master now," whispered Zhao Yinge, who was like a follower.
"What?" Zhao Yu pretended to be surprised, but then he burst into laughter.
"You're a dragon master? You, Zhu Minglang, have become a dragon master? Zhao Yu continued to laugh. His laughter attracted the attention of all the young masters and young ladies in the Tea Flower Banquet.
"Yes, I hope you can teach me more in the future," said Zhu Minglang disapprovingly.
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. You're a genius that only appears once in a thousand years. I'm sure that you're outstanding in both swordsmanship and the path of dragon husbandry. I, Zhao Yu, am only able to surpass the vast majority of my peers because of my status as a member of the imperial family. How can I compare to a genius like you who has reached such a high level through your own cultivation?" Zhao Yu's tone was filled with obvious mockery.
"I already felt unlucky when I saw Zhao Yinge. I didn't expect to see you, Zhao Yu, too. The storm must be God's way of reminding me not to come to Qin City. It's a sin." Zhu Minglang knew what kind of person Zhao Yu was. He had been hostile to him since a long time ago.
"Zhu Minglang, how can you talk to His Highness like that?" Zhao Yinge said angrily.
"It's okay, it's okay. I don't like fake respect. On the contrary, I like people like Zhu Minglang who don't respect ghosts or gods. Besides, Young Master Zhu is now the young master of the head of the clan. He's on an equal footing with me. In the end, it's strength that matters. Only those with strength are worthy of respect." Zhao Yu laughed. He didn't care about Zhu Minglang's tone.
"Alright, alright, Caimo can also be considered to have heard that the two of you wouldn't get to know each other without a fight. Since both of you are honored guests of the Imperial Capital, then please take a seat and let me show my respect as a host." Li Caimo interrupted the two's sarcastic remarks.
Li Caimo clapped her hands. Soon, several graceful zither players came in. At the same time, a young princess from a neighboring country played her zither in the center of the pavilion and played a beautiful zither song with the zither players.
Li Caimo also offered a colorful sparrow dance to all the guests. Countless young masters' eyes lit up. They couldn't take their eyes off Li Caimo's curvaceous body.
After a few songs and dances, it was time to recite poems. The young prince, Zhao Yu, had outstanding literary talent. He composed a poem on the spot. The young princesses were all in high spirits. They couldn't wait to marry the young prince of the Extreme Court Dynasty.
After Zhao Yu finished his poem, he left his seat.
When he walked out of the pavilion, he looked back at Zhu Minglang. There was a slight change in his eyes.
After waiting outside the flower wall for a while, a man wearing a silk robe came over. He also specially looked at Zhu Minglang, who was in the middle of the balcony. His expression was grave.
"Did the people of the Zhu Clan notice and ask him to come?" An Qingfeng said.
An Qingfeng was the son of King An. He didn't show up because of Zhu Minglang.
If he also came, Zhu Minglang would be able to think of more things. After all, King An had already exposed his ambition for the Zhu Clan.
"It's not clear yet. Zhu Tianguan has never let Zhu Minglang participate in any clan disputes. Even if Zhu Tianguan noticed, he shouldn't have sent Zhu Minglang, a useless person, here," the young prince said.
An Qingfeng nodded.
Indeed, Zhu Minglang's appearance was unfortunate, but it could also be a coincidence.
"Then shall we act according to the plan?" An Qingfeng said.
"Yes, we can't delay our progress because of Zhu Minglang alone." Zhao Yu nodded.
"Controlling the Earthfire is equivalent to controlling the inner court of the Zhu Clan in Zither City. If Zhu Minglang came alone, even if he noticed, how could he stop us? This time, we must succeed!" An Qingfeng said.
"Don't worry, I know Zhu Minglang's capabilities. I've been creating some trouble for him these past few days, making him tired. I believe that when the entire inner court of the Zhu Clan has fallen, he still won't notice." Zhao Yu smiled.
"Should we get rid of him while we're at it? This is a rare opportunity. Previously, in the Imperial Capital …" An Qingfeng said in a low voice.
"One step at a time. However, having Zhu Minglang alive is more beneficial to us. On the surface, Zhu Tianguan looks like he's separated from his family and is focused on the clan's affairs, but isn't he also protecting them? If we can capture Zhu Minglang alive, your father, King An, will have a powerful weapon against Zhu Tianguan, "the young prince said.
"Yes, but has his cultivation really been crippled?" An Qingfeng said with some hesitation.
An Qingfeng had also heard about what happened at the Tournament of Factions. Although Zhu Minglang was not as strong as before, he did not seem to be an ordinary person either.
"Hmph, he's been a Swordsman for ten years before he has the ability to fight against me. Do you think he can be that strong after only being a Dragon Shepard for a few years?" the young prince said disdainfully.
"Since Your Highness has said so, what do I, An Qingfeng, not dare to do? Then Your Highness will follow the previous plan and control the Earthfire Pistil, while I deal with this Zhu Minglang? "An Qingfeng said.
"He's no longer worthy of me attacking him," Zhao Yu said coldly and arrogantly.
"Once this is done, Father will definitely be very grateful to you," An Qingfeng said.
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In the balcony, Zhu Minglang sipped some tea, glanced at Zhao Yu's position, and fell into a brief moment of thought.
There must be a reason for this abnormality. Why was Zhao Yu in Qin City?
"Brother, what do you think? These little princesses are all beautiful. If you like any of them, I can introduce them to you. I'm very close to them," Zhu Rongrong said.
"Yes, yes, they're all very beautiful. By the way, Rongrong, when did Prince Zhao Yu come to Qin City? Did you hear anything from Li Caimo? "Zhu Minglang asked seriously.
"This … I'll help you ask?" Zhu Rongrong said.
"Ask who?"
"I have my ways." With that, Zhu Rongrong carried a plate of small pastries and started chatting with the other princesses and young ladies of the City Lord.
After a while, Zhu Rongrong sat back down with a smile on her face. She put her little mouth close to Zhu Minglang's ear and said mysteriously.
"It seems that Prince Zhao Yu is going to be conferred the title of Prince. On the day of the conferment, he must decide on a Princess. The royal family gave Prince Zhao Yu several candidates. One of them is Elder Sister Li Caimo. The other little princesses are not here to participate in the tea party at all. They are here for Prince Zhao Yu. They probably want to try their luck and see if the prince likes them, "Zhu Rongrong said.
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