Wu Mingquan ignored him and merely raised a hand in a slight clasped-fist salute toward Lin Xuan. "Young Master Lin Xuan, please excuse this. My subordinates do not know their place; I hope you will be magnanimous."
Lin Xuan curled his lip, too lazy to respond to Wu Mingquan, though inwardly he had already become wary.
This Seventeenth Prince was no simple man. He hid his joy and anger beneath an impassive face, and his schemes ran deep.
Wu Mingquan did not get angry either. Turning his gaze toward Xu Yan, he said, "Divine Moon Highness, I deeply regret that I was unable to invite you into my residence. However, Wu Zhao Mountain will not open until tomorrow. I hope Divine Moon Highness will consider it carefully."
"Seventeenth Imperial Brother, that is enough!"
Wu Mingyao spoke coolly.
"What are you saying, Imperial Sister? Our guests may naturally make their own choices."
Wu Mingquan still wore a smile across his face.
"I will consider it!" Xu Yan responded at the right moment, her tone flat and clearly unwilling to say more.
Wu Mingquan did not mind. Maintaining that gentlemanly appearance, he offered another salute before decisively withdrawing to the side.
Of course, the matter was far from over.
As Wu Mingquan stepped aside, Zhi Kong and the other two came to his side, yet they stood shoulder to shoulder before Lin Xuan.
"Early Life Realm. Your cultivation speed is quite fast."
Lan Chu Yan looked at Lin Xuan.
"What use is a mere early Life Realm? Lin Xuan, do you truly not know, or are you pretending? You actually dared to come to today's Confucian Light Banquet?"
Mi Luo Xiu spoke right after Lan Chu Yan.
Lin Xuan frowned. "Are you not meddling too much?"
"Amitābha!"
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