Di San Yongcang sneered. "Worried? Your Highness has quite a sense of humor. You should worry more about yourself and the Heavenly Court!"
"..."
Di Yi Yunrong's face darkened. He was about to retort when he suddenly noticed the many strange looks directed at him, including those from the Sky-Supporting High Priest, Guangming Jingfu, and Luo Lun. Realization struck him at once. He forced a gracious, warm smile and fell silent, though fury blazed in his heart and killing intent surged within him!
What sort of place was this?!
The young leaders of nearly half the powers whose might shook the Myriad Heavens and Worlds were gathered here. For the distinguished imperial scion of the Origin Heavenly Court to trade insults with someone in such company was a disgrace to his standing and a loss of composure.
Neither the status nor the abilities of the imperial scion Di Yi Yunrong could make everyone submit wholeheartedly or accommodate him. No one could accomplish that-not even their host, the Sky-Supporting High Priest, nor Guangming Jingfu, Luo Lun, or the others.
At that thought, Di Yi Yunrong temporarily shelved his plans to recruit the Sky-Supporting High Priest. Trading barbs with Di San Yongcang, a prince of the Third Dynasty, which nominally belonged to the Origin Heavenly Court, had indeed been a mistake. How could he still have the face to attempt a recruitment?!
Seeing the brewing disturbance subside, Xiao Ying smiled amiably and nodded toward the small groups around Di Yi Yunrong, Zangtian Ji, and Guangming Jingfu, without approaching them to talk.
Guangming Jingfu and the others understood his intentions and merely returned friendly nods.
As for Di Yi Yunrong, Guangming Jingfu, and the others, the gulf between their status and backgrounds was too great. Without this opportunity, even a request from Xiao