Xuanyuan felt betrayed. The first talent he had set his sights on had actually run off on his own.
Shennong was stunned for a moment as well.
No, the talent he had painstakingly sent people to court for three months had just run away like that?
Only Taihao wore an astonished expression, along with undisguised delight.
He had done nothing, yet the talent had come running to him.
"Why?"
Taihao asked. The other two also stared intently at Feng Hou, wanting to know why he had abandoned them both and chosen Taihao.
Knowing he could not hide it, Feng Hou answered honestly and somewhat sheepishly.
"...Rites and music are easy. There's no fighting and killing, and no testing poison either."
Xuanyuan's face darkened, and he was too angry to speak.
"No fighting and killing?"
He felt his professionalism had been insulted.
Shennong was speechless too.
"No testing poison?"
He felt that his spirit of sacrifice had been mistaken for stupidity.
Taihao glanced at Feng Hou, then shifted slightly to the side and made room for him.
A talent that had fallen into his lap was not something he would refuse.
"Come over."
Feng Hou looked as though he had been granted a pardon and jogged over to stand behind Taihao.
Xuanyuan and Shennong exchanged a glance and sighed at the same time.
They had fought over him for so long, only for Taihao to pick up the spoils.
"Fine, you can have him." Xuanyuan admitted defeat.
Shennong nodded as well. What else could he do?
"You can have him."
Taihao had done nothing and gained a capable assistant.
Before the water screen, Su Miao held a cup of tea and watched Suiren Clan hand the token to the Three Sovereigns. She felt both gratified and wistful.
"The Human Race has