“Feng Feiyun, you win, you’re the number one.” Princess Luofu maintained a proud stance while looking to the side.

That’s a royal daughter for you, still so prideful after losing.

“It’s good that you’re aware, stop being so arrogant then. It’s a time of chaos with everyone rising. If you don’t know how to hide your skills or be more flexible, you’ll only lead this dynasty to ruins.” Feiyun used the King’s Order to raise her chin so that she would look straight at him.

He had no love for Jin. If it wasn’t for Long Chuanfeng, he would have left this place long ago. Too many people and grievances here - they only served to delay his cultivation.

The princess suddenly became as gentle as a wine maid and nodded her head, speaking with a gentle tone: “Thank you for your guidance, Divine King.”

The proud swan has turned into an obedient quail - this caught...