On the way back.
Oscar was still sighing in admiration.
"His Highness the Crown Prince really knows how to respect worthy talent! He doesn't have a shred of arrogance—he's ten thousand times better than that useless Xue Beng!"
Ma Hongjun nodded repeatedly as well. "Yeah, yeah. He's handsome, and he speaks so nicely too."
Han Yuchen walked at the back, but inwardly, he gave Qian Renxue a high score.
Flawless, able to bend and stretch—far more capable than her useless younger brother.
What a pity...
The better the act, the more obvious the flaws.
How could a real crown prince possibly treat a group of commoner students who were not even nobles so "perfectly"?
It was too fake.
Inside the Eastern Palace study.
The gentle smile on Qian Renxue's face vanished without a trace.
It was replaced by an unshakable heaviness.
A figure appeared behind her like a ghost.
Snake Lance Douluo, She Long.
"Your Highness."
Qian Renxue's voice was as cold as iron.
"That Han Yuchen is as slippery as an eel. For now, I can't see through him."
She paused, and a deep trace of wariness flashed through her glassy eyes.
"But even more frightening is that woman called Leng Yuebai."
"Her aura is very similar to... 'ours.'"
"The plan must be adjusted. Until we thoroughly uncover their backgrounds, we must not act rashly."
"Keep a close watch on those two. Report to me immediately if anything happens."
A tea gathering that had seemed peaceful on the surface came to an end.
Within Heaven Dou City, the two greatest impostors had, for the first time, both raised their vigilance toward Han Yuchen and his team to the highest level.
A storm was brewing.
Yet Han Yuchen, at the heart of that storm, acted as if nothing had