Call Me Your Highness the Crown Prince

"What are you holding?"

Wu Qingkong lifted the cover of the wooden basket and handed it to Qian Qinghe.

"This is what I prepared for you. Take it."

"It's all food and drinks you like."

Qian Qinghe glanced inside.

It was packed full of roasted meat, grilled fish, and all kinds of milk tea.

With a flick of his finger, Wu Qingkong condensed the moisture in the air into ice and dropped it into the basket.

With the ice keeping everything fresh, the food would last a long time.

What was more, Wu Qingkong's Heavenfrost Sword possessed ultimate ice. Unless disturbed by an outside force, the food could be stored normally for at least several months.

"I'm going to break off the engagement tomorrow. This trip will probably take quite a while."

"If you get hungry, eat these first."

Qian Qinghe reached out and accepted it.

"At least you still have a conscience and didn't forget about me."

"Oh, right. This is for you."

With that, Qian Qinghe handed Wu Qingkong a glittering golden card.

Wu Qingkong took it and gave it a look.

[Heaven Dou Bank Gold Card.]

[Amount: 100,000 Gold Soul Coins.]

"A poor family needs money for the road. Take it and spend it on the way."

"Thanks."

Wu Qingkong had lived in seclusion on the outskirts for years. Aside from making food for Qian Qinghe, he had no other source of income.

His grandfather had once had many old friends, but after failing the Shura God Test, although he had survived, he had lost all his soul power and become an ordinary old man.

Even if Wu Changming never said it aloud, Wu Qingkong knew his grandfather was suffering.

Going from a Limit Douluo to an ordinary person was a blow that even the most open-minded person would struggle to accept.

Because of this, the Wu Family had rarely associated with outsiders over the years.

They had only managed to get by thanks to Qian Qinghe's support and the patronage of a few passing diners.

Qian Qinghe was delighted to receive the basket of delicious food.

His eyes curved into crescents as he revealed a blissful smile.

After handing the basket to Qian Qinghe, Wu Qingkong did not stop what he was doing.

He picked up two eggs, cracked them into a bowl, and began whisking them.

Seeing this, Qian Qinghe asked curiously,

"Are you making travel rations?"

"Why not take some from my basket?"

Wu Qingkong shook his head.

"No. Dugu Yan is coming later. She ordered a cake last time."

"I need to make one for her and set it aside."

"What? Dugu Yan?!"

Qian Qinghe immediately grew agitated upon hearing that.

"Why is she coming again?"

"I say, she doesn't want to eat cake at all. She clearly wants to eat you."

Wu Qingkong did not stop moving his hands as he said dismissively,

"No way. I haven't known her for that long."

"We're just ordinary friends."

"Hmph... I don't think so. The way Dugu Yan looks at you is practically dripping with affection. Her eyes light up whenever she stares at you."

"She looks like she wants to swallow you whole!"

"She definitely likes you."

Wu Qingkong was a little surprised to hear that. He had not known Dugu Yan for very long.

Two months ago, Dugu Yan had passed by this place and been drawn over by the aroma of his cooking.

She had then entered the shop and ordered a few things to eat. After going back and forth a few times, they had gotten acquainted.

Wu Qingkong's cooking skills were beyond question, and Dugu Yan had a Titled Douluo grandfather, so she was hardly short of money.

Over the past few months, the two had become familiar with each other.

Yet surprisingly, every time Qian Qinghe saw Wu Qingkong interacting with Dugu Yan, he would interrupt them.

At first, Wu Qingkong had thought Qian Qinghe had fallen for Dugu Yan.

After all, with a Titled Douluo grandfather, the Dugu Family was one of the top families in Heaven Dou Imperial City.

Wu Qingkong had even privately told his good brother, "I won't compete with you for Dugu Yan. If you like her, go after her boldly."

But before he could finish, Qian Qinghe had twisted his ear. "You blockhead."

Wu Qingkong did not quite understand why his good brother was never happy whenever he saw him interact with Dugu Yan.

After thinking it over, Wu Qingkong realized that perhaps his good brother and the Dugu Family were political enemies.

But the Wu Family had long since withdrawn from the continent's disputes.

The situation at court had nothing to do with him.

It was not until Qian Qinghe got drunk here one time that Wu Qingkong learned his good brother was afraid he would fall for Dugu Yan.

Wu Qingkong merely smiled at that.

He thought his good brother was truly afraid that he would ride the Dugu Family's coattails to success.

Only after Wu Qingkong repeatedly assured him that he and Dugu Yan were merely customer and shopkeeper did Qian Qinghe finally lower his guard.

But whenever Dugu Yan got too close to Wu Qingkong, Qian Qinghe would show up and interrupt them.

Wu Qingkong had grown accustomed to Qian Qinghe's behavior.

He thought that Qian Qinghe, having grown up in an aristocratic family, could not have avoided all the family disputes and conflicts. He was afraid Wu Qingkong would forget his friends over a pretty face and stop caring about him after getting close to Dugu Yan.

But they had known each other for ten years, and Wu Qingkong had always regarded Qian Qinghe as his most important friend.

Wu Qingkong said with a smile,

"That may not be true. She's the young miss of the Dugu Family."

"She eats delicacies from the mountains and seas every day. Maybe she just wants to try snacks like mine."

"And let me tell you, the piece of cake in your basket is the biggest one!"

"I treat you well, don't I?"

"Her cake is only half the size of yours. I always save the good stuff for my own people!"

Hearing that, Qian Qinghe's ears turned as red as ripe cherries.

"Who... who... who's one of your own people!?"

Realizing he had lost his composure, Qian Qinghe grabbed the basket and ran off.

He did not forget to turn back and tell Wu Qingkong,

"Dugu Yan definitely has feelings for you, anyway."

"If you want to date someone in the future, tell me. I'll introduce you to my sister. Her background is no worse than the Dugu Family's."

With that, Qian Qinghe vanished from sight.

Wu Qingkong was somewhat surprised by Qian Qinghe's words.

Her background is no worse than the Dugu Family's?

Does Heaven Dou have any other Titled Douluos?

Other than the two from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, there shouldn't be any, right?

Could it be that my good brother's family also has a hidden Titled Douluo?

If that's true, then the Heaven Dou Qian Clan is far from ordinary...

And Qian Qinghe is so handsome. His sister must be beautiful too.

But I need to break off my engagement with Qian Renxue first.

Qian Qinghe walked out of the wooden hut.

The blush on his face instantly faded by more than half.

His aura turned cold and aloof, and the authority of someone long accustomed to power radiated from his brows.

Qian Qinghe raised a finger and tapped his forehead. A flash of dazzling golden light burst forth.

His appearance changed completely in an instant.

An old farmer hoeing the ground nearby put down his hoe when he saw this and hurried over.

He dropped to one knee.

"Greetings, Young Master!"

Hearing this, Qian Qinghe raised a hand, signaling for the old farmer to stand.

"Here, you may call me Young Master."

"Once we enter the territory of Heaven Dou Imperial City, when you see me... remember to call me Your Highness the Crown Prince."