"Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"
Ji Wuming walked into an antique meeting room and respectfully bowed to Xue Qinghe before him.
Ji Wuming had anticipated this situation ever since deciding to join Heaven Dou Royal Academy, but when he truly met Xue Qinghe, he still felt somewhat nervous.
"Ji Wuming, outside, I am the Crown Prince, but here, it is only the two of us. There is no need to be so nervous. You are the most outstanding genius Soul Master I have ever seen."
"Sit."
Xue Qinghe spread out his right hand and pointed toward a square chair nearby, continuing gently,
"I am only a few years older than you. If you do not mind, we can address each other as brothers. You may call me Brother Xue. It would make me seem more approachable."
"I would not dare. I am merely a commoner Soul Master. How could I dare call myself brothers with Your Highness the Crown Prince?"
Ji Wuming knew Xue Qinghe's true identity very well. She was now the Young Master of Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong's biological daughter—Qian Renxue.
And her two loyal Titled Douluo bodyguards were hiding somewhere unknown. If he was even slightly careless, she might put him on her list of those who had to die.
Still, judging by her tone, she seemed to intend to recruit him.
Xue Qinghe tilted her head toward Ji Wuming and said with particular admiration,
"Someone Poison Douluo appreciates may be a mere commoner now, but his future achievements are destined to be extraordinary."
"Your Highness flatters me. Brother Xue, I presume you did not come to find me merely for some social pleasantries."
Ji Wuming immediately rose to his feet and cupped his hands toward her.
"If Brother Xue needs my help with anything, I