"Your Highness, Xiao Xuan has arrived."
Qin Ming stepped forward first and bowed slightly in salute.
It seemed he greatly admired Xue Qinghe.
To outsiders, there was nothing strange about this scene.
But Xiao Xuan, who knew the truth, nearly failed to hold it in. He had to force himself to swallow back his laughter.
Fortunately, this guy had exited early. Otherwise, if he had lived to see the Heaven Dou Palace Coup—
Once he learned the truth, his mentality would probably have completely shattered.
"It's Qin Ming. Thank you."
"Come, Brother Xiao, sit at my left."
"This is Ning Fengzhi, Sect Master Ning, the head of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and also my teacher."
Qian Renxue's acting truly had no flaws.
With a gentle smile on her face, she pointed to the dignified man beside her.
Then she rose smoothly, lightly took Xiao Xuan by the wrist, and led him to sit on her left.
This gesture both gave him ample respect—
And carried an unmistakable implication that he was not allowed to refuse.
"Your Highness, I dare not accept the title of teacher."
"So this is the Xiao Xuan you mentioned before. It is a pleasure to meet you, young friend."
Despite Xiao Xuan's young appearance, Ning Fengzhi remained respectful.
He smiled and nodded, maintaining his elegance while displaying the utmost warmth.
"Sect Master Ning, you're too polite."
"To be able to meet the master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect in person, this trip has truly been worthwhile."
Seeing this, Xiao Xuan exchanged pleasantries as well.
As he sat down, his gaze drifted toward Ning Fengzhi's side.
There, Ning Rongrong, only six or seven years old, wore a pale green dress.
Her tender little face was exquisitely sculpted, making her look like a porcelain