Qian Renxue is Stunned! Lu Ming Reveals His Identity?! Jixia Academy Makes a Move!

Lu Ming pointed at the dancers still moving below.

"This rendition of 'Rainbow Skirt and Feathered Clothes' isn't finished yet."

"If we leave now, wouldn't that betray the beauty's thoughtful intentions?"

Xue Qinghe froze.

She stared at Lu Ming in disbelief.

What time was it now?

A ten-million deal had been closed, and this guy still wanted to stay and watch dancing?

"Lu Ming!"

Xue Qinghe's tone sharpened.

"Business comes first."

"You can listen to this tune anytime."

Lu Ming remained unmoved.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze fixed on the lead dancer.

The woman wore only a red bandeau top and a skirt with an extremely high slit.

As she spun, her two pale thighs were nearly fully exposed.

One could even vaguely glimpse the scenery within.

Xue Qinghe followed Lu Ming's gaze, took one look, and felt her face flush crimson.

This indecent spectacle was utterly appalling!

Though she had seen plenty of dancers in the Heaven Dou imperial palace, even royal banquets never dared to be so bold and revealing.

"What's wrong?"

Lu Ming seemed to notice Xue Qinghe's discomfort.

He turned his head, looking at her earlobes, red enough to drip blood, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

"Is His Highness the Crown Prince feeling shy?"

Xue Qinghe jerked her head away, afraid to meet his gaze.

"The air... is just a bit stuffy in here," she explained, forcing calm.

"Is that so?"

Lu Ming chuckled softly, leaning forward slightly, closing the distance between them.

The gap between them shrank in an instant.

Xue Qinghe could even catch the faint, crisp scent emanating from Lu Ming.

She instinctively wanted to step back, only to find the wall behind her.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince."

Lu Ming's voice was low, laced with amusement.

"You wouldn't still be... a virgin, would you?"

Boom!

Those words struck like a thunderclap, exploding in Xue Qinghe's mind.

Her pupils contracted sharply, and her heart skipped a beat.

Virgin?

Chaste?

Of course she was!

Though she had disguised herself as Xue Qinghe for years, she had always kept herself pure, never letting anyone close.

To throw others off the scent, she kept a few concubines in her residence, but they were mere decorations.

But now, if this secret were exposed, then her identity...

"Dean Lu is joking," Xue Qinghe said, taking a deep breath, forcing her voice to sound calm, laced with the pride of a dashing crown prince.

"This Imperial We, as Crown Prince, has countless beauties in the harem."

"How could I possibly be some inexperienced virgin?"

She tried her best to act like a seasoned lover.

She even mustered the nerve to turn her head and glance at the dancer's thighs.

"It's just that these common, vulgar sorts don't catch this Imperial We's eye."

Lu Ming watched her, clearly shy to death yet forcing herself to play the big bad wolf, and chuckled inwardly.

This acting was still a bit green.

But he didn't call her out on it.

Teasing this proud little swan was its own kind of fun.

"I see."

Lu Ming nodded with an air of seriousness.

"It seems I misunderstood Your Highness."

"Since Your Highness looks down on these common beauties, then let's go."

Lu Ming finally stood up and stretched.

"Let's go see just how much weight your so-called Royal Team really carries."

Outside Heaven Dou City, at a rest stop reserved for royal family members.

Seven or eight young men and women in gold-embroidered white robes were gathered together.

Each of them exuded an innate air of nobility.

These were the core members of Heaven Dou Royal Academy's first team, the Imperial Dou Team.

At the head was a young man, tall and lean, with a handsome face and black hair cascading over his shoulders.

A hint of pride lingered between his brows—the confidence born from the top-tier beast Martial Soul, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

The captain, Yu Tianheng.

Beside him stood a fiery purple-haired woman.

Her green eyes flickered with an eerie light, like a viper flicking its tongue.

The vice-captain, Dugu Yan.

Apart from the two of them, there were a pair of brothers built like iron towers—the Shi Family Brothers.

And Osler, cloaked in black like a ghost, along with Yu Feng, gracefully twirling a folding fan.

At the very back was a girl with a black veil over her face, her demeanor cold and aloof.

The Nine Heart Begonia Soul Master, Ye Lingling.

Right now, impatience was written all over the faces of these favored children of heaven.

"Teacher Qin."

Yu Tianheng frowned, looking at the leading teacher, Qin Ming, who was pacing back and forth.

"Where exactly is His Highness the Crown Prince taking us?"

"Making us wait here so long, just to go to some... Jixia Academy?"

Yu Tianheng's tone carried undisguised contempt.

"Jixia Academy? Never even heard of it."

Dugu Yan toyed with her purple nails, chiming in with a sarcastic edge.

"We know every academy around Heaven Dou City with even a shred of reputation."

"This Jixia Academy—could it be some no-name, back-alley school?"

"And they want the Imperial Dou Team to personally go over for some Friendship Match?"

"That's way beneath us."

The other team members chimed in agreement.

They were the elite generation of Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

Their goal was the championship of the continent-wide Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament.

Sending them to spar with some unheard-of academy was like using a butcher's knife to kill a chicken.

Qin Ming looked equally helpless.

"It's His Highness the Crown Prince's arrangement."

"His Highness says this Jixia Academy is unfathomably deep, and we must take it seriously."

"Unfathomably deep?"

Yu Feng snorted with a laugh, waving his folding fan.

"In all of Heaven Dou City, besides our Royal Academy, who dares claim to be unfathomably deep?"

"Even that Shrek Academy is nothing but a pack of stray dogs."

Just as the group was buzzing with discussion.

The sound of hooves came from afar.

A luxurious carriage rolled slowly to a stop at the station entrance.

The curtain lifted.

Lu Ming and Xue Qinghe stepped down one after the other.

"Your Highness!"

Qin Ming quickly led the team forward to bow.

Xue Qinghe waved a hand, signaling them to rise. Her gaze swept over every member of the Imperial Dou Team, her expression somewhat stern.

"Is everyone ready?"

"The Jixia Academy I'm taking you to this time is no ordinary force."

"Remember this: do not underestimate the enemy, and above all, do not lose your decorum."

Yu Tianheng listened, his outward demeanor respectful, but the disdain in his eyes was impossible to hide. He straightened his back and declared in a clear voice:

"Rest assured, Your Highness."

"The Imperial Dou Team has never feared any opponent."

"No matter what background this Jixia Academy has, we'll show them what a true powerhouse looks like."

Dugu Yan let out a delicate laugh, linking her arm through Yu Tianheng's. "That's right, Your Highness."

"Just sit back and enjoy the show."

"We'll go easy on them—it's a Friendship Match, after all. We can't beat them too badly and embarrass Your Highness."

Hearing this, Xue Qinghe felt a headache coming on. She glanced at Lu Ming, whose expression remained calm, and sighed inwardly.

These arrogant brats.

They were about to learn a hard lesson.

Lu Ming paid no heed to the young ones' provocations. His gaze merely swept over Yu Tianheng and the others.

It was the look one gives children showing off a new toy.

Full of pity.

"Since everyone's here."

Lu Ming clasped his hands behind his back and turned toward the mountain path in the distance.

"Let's go."

"Don't keep the students waiting."