I'm Not in the Mood to Chat with You (Part One)

"Are you serious?" a nobleman asked in surprise as he stood up.

He wasn't excited, frightened, or fearless. He was simply unable to believe it.

It was like staring fixedly at an enemy without even crying, like a newborn child that had just entered the world.

If this got out, no one would believe it. Yet the person who had said it was none other than Jiang Yuheng—the Frost Dragon Butterfly, Light of Sun Moon, and the pride of the Sun Moon Empire.

The nobles of the Harbor District didn't understand why he had suddenly left back then, or why he had taken on the identity of a traitor.

In the eyes of every Soul Engineer, Jiang Yuheng's status was irreplaceable. Even if he had committed an unforgivable error, he should at least have been given a certain punishment in consideration of his contributions, rather than being expelled outright.

Unlike the system on Douluo Continent, the Sun Moon Continent had always placed merit above all else. As long as your contributions were great enough—so great that no one else could compare—even the emperor would not dare show you the slightest disrespect.

Jiang Yuheng was such a person. The Automatic Harvester, Electric Tram, Monitor, Listening Device, and Soul Power Detector he had invented had long since made contributions to the Sun Moon Empire that surpassed even those of Commander Kong Deming.

If he hadn't been so young, with a personality that was overly reserved and disdainful of everything,

then back when Xu Tianran was still the Crown Prince, he could have directly selected Jiang Yuheng as the next chief worshipper all by himself.

"Born at the wrong time. Perhaps all geniuses are like this—different and solitary."

"Exactly. If they were like us, could they still be called geniuses?"

The nobles chatted