The two looked at each other for a moment.
Chen Feng raised his hand and pointed to the seat beside him.
"Xiao Wu, sit down."
Xiao Wu immediately climbed into the carriage.
She sat close against Chen Feng, placing both hands neatly on her knees.
"Brother Chen Feng is still the best to Xiao Wu."
Qian Renxue did not try to stop her again.
The carriage door slowly closed.
The carriage traveled onward along the mountain road.
The interior was lavishly furnished.
A white soft carpet covered the floor.
Exquisite pastries and fresh fruit were laid out on the table.
Soul-Gathering Formations meant specifically for cultivation were set up on both sides.
Xiao Wu quickly fixed her gaze on the carrots beside the fruit platter.
She picked one up.
"Why are there carrots in His Highness the Crown Prince's carriage?"
Qian Renxue glanced at the table.
"They were prepared by the kitchen as a side dish."
"Side dishes can be eaten too."
Xiao Wu took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the carrot clean.
She took a small bite.
Qian Renxue ignored Xiao Wu.
Her gaze returned to Chen Feng.
"You've already reached level sixty-three?"
"That's right."
"When the Soul Master Tournament ended, you were still level fifty-six."
"Seven days of seclusion, and your soul power rose by seven levels."
Qian Renxue looked toward the Azure Lotus Sword at Chen Feng's side.
"The speed at which your soul power is increasing has already exceeded the limits of normal cultivation."
"Everyone has their own opportunities."
"I will not ask about your opportunity."
Qian Renxue picked up a pastry.
Just as she brought it to her lips, she noticed Xiao Wu watching her.
"What are you looking at me for?"
Xiao Wu pointed at the pastry.
"That is the last osmanthus cake."