Ning Fengzhi was not surprised either; they had seen it coming long ago.
"Your Majesty speaks the truth."
Ye Qiu admitted it.
He believed Emperor Xue Ye would not make things difficult for him. Leaving aside the talent he had displayed, Sect Master Ning's attitude alone—since Ning Fengzhi was practically family—made it clear that Emperor Xue Ye summoning him was a good thing.
Emperor Xue Ye nodded and looked at Xue Ke beside him.
"During this Spirit Master Competition, I had intended to select a prince consort from among the many young Spirit Masters. Hall Master Ye is undoubtedly the finest young Spirit Master in the world. Therefore, I wish to give Xue Ke's hand to Hall Master Ye. What do you think?"
"..."
Without even looking, Ye Qiu knew Qian Renxue was definitely gritting her teeth in rage inside.
But Ye Qiu could not put Xue Ke in an awkward position because of Qian Renxue. Instead, he was secretly glad that he had won the Spirit Master Competition championship. Otherwise, who knew how things might have developed?
He immediately nodded in agreement.
"Since Your Majesty is willing to fulfill this match and does not mind an imperial princess lowering herself to marry alongside other women, Ye Qiu naturally has no reason to refuse."
"Good!"
Emperor Xue Ye nodded in satisfaction.
"Then Sect Master Ning and I did not discuss this in vain. I intend for Xue Ke to become engaged to Hall Master Ye on that auspicious day as well."
"I shall follow Your Majesty's and Uncle Ning's arrangements."
Ye Qiu could feel Qian Renxue's fiery, blade-like gaze, but there was nothing to be done about it. He could only apologize to her later.
He raised his eyes and gave her an apologetic look.
"Hmph!"
Seeing Ye Qiu's gaze,