The rankings were about to begin!
Naturally, Li Tianming had no intention of trading insults with the petty riffraff of the Divine Tomb Sect. He took his seat as usual, his smile warm and easy, relaxed and at ease, as though he had entered an uninhabited realm.
Meanwhile, Mu Dongyuan, An Xuetian, An Tianyi, and the others seated some distance ahead of him still wore grim expressions, as if they remained steeped in the frustration of having their two treasures snatched away by Li Tianming.
"Princess Consort An Yang!"
On Wei Wenlan's side, people constantly came over to greet her and flatter Li Tianming. Meanwhile, Mu Dongyuan and the others, who had originally been the An Clan's main characters, were practically ignored... Such a difference would make certain people cough up blood, wouldn't it?
"Sister Ning, Brother-in-law, there are new rules for this session's Divine Emperor Rankings."
While Wei Wenlan chatted and laughed with others, An Qing, An Lutian's granddaughter, eagerly began explaining them to the two of them.
Li Tianming looked at this pretty, lively, purple-haired sister-in-law and asked, "How so? The number one contributor to the Heavenly Street Poetry Gathering, the Imperial Ruins' foremost dancing maiden."
"You're so annoying!" An Qing said helplessly, looking embarrassed as she turned to An Ning. "Keep your husband under control. He's too annoying."
An Ning rolled her eyes. "I can't control him. Besides, he isn't wrong. You really were a great contributor, and this so-called foremost dancing maiden wasn't a title he gave you. It's what everyone outside calls you."
Because An Qing had danced so much, she had become famous throughout the Imperial Ruins. There were even quite a few people who came specifically to see her.
"Fine!" She knew herself that this was a good thing for her.
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