"Good. Then, Qinghe, make sure you entertain Marquis Ye properly," Xue Ye instructed Qian Renxue.
As the crown prince and heir to the throne, he ought to build good relations with all factions. Moreover, matters involving the royal family's contact with the Maoshan Sect had always been entrusted to Qian Renxue. Now that Ning Fengzhi, the Crown Prince's Mentor, had become crippled, the crown prince should find ways to strengthen his own influence. Further drawing the Maoshan Sect to his side was a good choice.
Better still, if an opportunity arose for Shi Jian to become his teacher as well.
Unfortunately, on Douluo Continent, someone who took several masters would be ridiculed.
Teachers at academies were naturally an exception.
Xue Ye shook his head and departed amid everyone's respectful farewells. Qian Renxue said to Ye Zhou, "Junior, would you like to come sit at my place?"
"Sure. Elder, you should head back first. I'll return to the sect on my own later," Ye Zhou replied, then said to Daoist Qian He.
"But..." Daoist Qian He looked at Qian Renxue with some hesitation.
If this person truly were Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, then he naturally would not worry about Brother Ye's safety. The problem was that she was not! She was Qian Renxue, the young mistress of Spirit Hall. Would Brother Ye really be all right alone with her?
"Senior, may I speak with the Elder privately for a moment?" Ye Zhou asked Qian Renxue.
"Of course." Qian Renxue smiled and was about to move farther away when Ye Zhou instead took the initiative to pull Qian He toward an alley nearby.
After entering the alley, Ye Zhou gestured to Qian He, meaning, "Daoist, quickly cast a spell and set up a Barrier to block out the outside."
Seeing this, Qian