Although Salas had an indecent private life,
he was also well-read in ancient texts, with a belly full of knowledge.
He knew many historical figures, yet he had never heard of this Wo Zi Ji · Suo De.
There had been plenty of arrogant words and conceited people throughout history, but did someone named Wo Zi Ji · Suo De really exist?
At that moment, Ning Fengzhi, whose expression had just seemed somewhat unusual, also relaxed his brow and smiled, as if he had discovered something.
"Fengzhi, did you think of something too?"
Xue Ye felt like his brain was no longer enough.
How did everyone know?
Chief Dugu Bo seemed to have figured it out long ago.
Now only he and Salas were left, the two of them standing there with twelve bewildered faces and utter confusion.
"Let Qing He explain it to Your Majesty."
Ning Fengzhi said with a smile, then turned his gaze toward Xue Qinghe.
"Qing He, enlighten your father and Bishop Salas. We're old, so we might not remember some famous figures."
Xue Ye was somewhat puzzled.
Who could make the audience below laugh like this?
Were they that famous?
"Father, Qin Feng is playing a word game. Isn't Wo Zi Ji · Suo De a homophone for 'I said it myself'?"
Xue Qinghe said with a smile.
"Uh?? Oh!!!"
Xue Ye was stunned for a moment before suddenly looking as though he had understood!!
"You have to admit, this Qin Feng really is an interesting soul. Not only did he make a joke, he also indirectly praised himself."
Ning Fengzhi said with a smiling expression.
"Sigh, Bishop Salas, we're getting old. We really don't understand young people anymore."
Xue Ye looked at Salas with a smile.
"Glib-tongued, always playing petty tricks!"
Salas snorted coldly.