"How? Could it be that you want to teach me how to lead these promising seedlings?"
As soon as Qin Jiuge blurted this out, Feng Ming pursed his lips, looking quite displeased as he continued to complain.
Yet Qin Jiuge himself froze. Somehow, he seemed to have spotted a blind spot.
That was right. Qin Jiuge turned around and stared straight at Feng Ming. His arrival had truly come at just the right time.
But before that,
he still had another question to ask. "Why did you come?
You must know that you're now a key target of the Dragon Clan's attention. You're no longer the same as that little girl from before."
"Do you need to tell me that? The daylilies have long since gone cold."
Feng Ming leaned forward and slowly spoke to Qin Jiuge, his face full of smug pride. "Of course, because this Eldest Miss is unrivaled under heaven, I found myself a mission to go out and infiltrate the Human Race or something. Surely you don't still have spies at your side?
Even if you do, I cultivated a concealment divine ability that no one below the Supreme Realm can see through. Otherwise, wouldn't all these little seedlings under your command have discovered me long ago?"
Feng Ming looked utterly pleased with himself, and it had to be said—
the method he had found truly had great potential.
"You've grown a brain."
Qin Jiuge smiled faintly.
Feng Ming rolled his eyes at him. "You're the one who's grown a brain.
Stop beating around the bush and calling me stupid. I've always been very smart, all right?
Especially when it comes to your subordinates. Back when I was the foremost female general in Wutong Pavilion, I had quite a knack for training them."
Qin Jiuge secretly