The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor

The Star Attracting Ritual this time had brought forth an astonishing phenomenon; it also highlighted the unlimited future of Huan Qing Yan’s cultivation potential. This naturally meant that many people would try to recruit her, even if he doesn’t.

If one was to search the history books of the Hanging Cloud Empire that dated as far as a few thousand years ago, they would not be able to find a similar phenomenon that had just appeared.

No wonder Huan Qing Yan had dared to reject the marriage proposal in front of everyone, she actually had such a card up her sleeve.

Top Grade Star talent, and at a level that was even higher than himself.

She does possess the qualifications to reject the marriage proposal decreed by the Royal Family.

The Ninth Prince’s innards were churning with regret. If he knew about this, he would not have made such a scene and stop her from using the Star Attraction Pond.

He became nasty for nothing.

Come to think of it, he would surely earn a round of scoldings from his Lord Father later.

Now, he could only hope to remedy this stupid mistake of his as much as possible.

“I do not think that I am that close to Lord Ninth Prince, please call me Lady Huan instead! Oh right, it seems that this little girl has won our wager? Lord Ninth Prince won’t bilk, right?” Huan Qing Yan asked impolitely.

The smile on Bai Cheng Feng was not reduced even one bit by her words, and he immediately removed the ink jade on his waist and passed it to Huan Qing Yan. “This piece of ink jade was just an accessory worn by this prince, to be able to catch the eye of Little Yan was also its fortune and also an honor of mine. Let me give it to you as a gift.”

The words used by Bai Cheng Feng was a bit equivocal and also a bit shameless. Although he lost the wager, he said that he was giving it away as a gift.

Both were single and young, therefore, giving his personal accessory as a gift would make people build the wrong impression.

Huan Bei Ming lightly coughed and softly reminded Huan Qing Yan, “Little Yan, if you like ink jades, papa can buy some for you…”

Huan Qing Yan shook her head, “No need. I won this jade pendant fairly; if I do not take it, others might say that Lord Ninth Prince was not a person of his word, which will cause him to lose face. Papa, Little Yan is also a Spirit Master now, there’s no need for us to be rigid at this minor matter. Little Yan was not able to match up to Lord Ninth Prince’s high standing and status in the past, this is naturally even more true from now on, so papa need not worry.”

As she finished, Huan Qing Yan took the ink jade from Bai Cheng Feng, whose face was now the color of pig liver, a result from her words, and turned to leave the area in a chicly manner.

Bai Cheng Feng had finally acknowledged that he had suffered a double loss after trying to trick the other party. The charming man technique that he had always been proud of was no longer working.

A loyal subordinate sent his Spirit Conscious to speak with him in secret, “My lord, this girl has only just awakened her Spirit Treasure, no matter how good is her potential, what use does it have if she does not live long enough? My lord, the girl’s attitude is too arrogant, do you want this subordinate to…”

“Not for the moment, I want to properly assess the situation.”

“Understood, my lord.”

Bai Cheng Feng’s cold gaze stared at the backs of the father and daughter duo, not moving from his position even after a long time.

Within such a large area such as the Royal Family’s Public Square, when the person of topic had left, the crowd also naturally disperse. Half of them left while the other half loitered around to reminisce of the scene of the Flying Star and the phenomenon it brought forth within their minds.

Some Spirit Masters that possessed certain special Spirit Treasures had already recorded the scene that happened earlier and converted them into jade slips; they were planning to sell these records to the people who heard of the incident but were not around to see it personally.

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As the crowd dispersed, the carriage also resumed its journey.

However, it moved away from its initial destination and was returning to the inn instead.

“Young Master, are you okay?” Mo Si asked worriedly.

“No matter, just overexerted my spirit. I would be fine after two days of rest.” A soothing deep voice, that would cause anyone who listened to it to feel calming and comfortable, replied clearly.