"Ice Emperor is your younger brother? Who'd believe that? The Ice Empress is my older sister too!" the youth said disdainfully.
"Who is the Ice Empress? Why have I never heard of that title?" someone asked curiously, completely ignoring Mu Li. He assumed the man was out of his mind and was merely trying to draw attention to himself.
"Who else can use ice-element spells these days? Isn't it Miss Long of the Lin Clan in the Land of Fire? One of the Four Great Beauties of the Land of Fire, known as the Iceberg. Calling her the Ice Empress fits perfectly—whether it's her Spirit Root attribute or her personality, aren't both related to ice?" the youth said half-jokingly, drawing a burst of laughter from the crowd.
"You really dare say anything. Be careful, or she'll turn you into an ice sculpture once she hears about it!" someone said with a wicked grin.
"I'm hardly the only one lusting after an iceberg beauty. Plenty of people say things like that, and nothing's happened. Everyone's just having a little fun with words, so why care so much?" the youth said indifferently.
This group had completely forgotten Mu Li's existence and long since cast him to the back of their minds. They were never part of the same circle to begin with. If Mu Li had not suddenly said that Ice Emperor was his younger brother, no one would probably have noticed there was another person standing beside them.
Mu Li did not say anything else. He quietly stepped aside. As far as he was concerned, as long as he knew Mu Yuyi was safe, that was enough. Nothing else mattered, and there was no need to explain anything to these unrelated people. Facts were facts; whether others believed them had nothing