"Woof!"
The Black Emperor had arrived too. He circled Ye Fan, sniffed him with his dog's nose, and asked suspiciously:
"Why do you smell like a Dragon?"
"Have you been sneaking around with another Dragon behind Lu Mingfei's back?"
Ye Fan's face darkened. Could this damned dog watch his mouth? There was nothing between me and Little Dragon Man. How could he call it sneaking around?
"A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory," Ye Fan snapped.
The Black Emperor gave him a strange look. "How could a dog's mouth spit out ivory? Can yours?"
Ye Fan froze. The damned dog had a point.
"Xiao Fan, your heart's in turmoil," the Black Emperor said slowly. "In the past, you could always trade barbs with me on even terms."
Now, after just a few words, Ye Fan was already on the losing end.
Ye Fan fell silent. The Black Emperor was right.
Rumble!
Just then, a thunderous sound rose in the distance, drawing everyone's attention.
A Golden Ancient War Chariot came hurtling through the sky, suppressing space itself. The Four Divine Spirits and Four Symbols circled it, and all laws gave way.
"The Golden Ancient War Chariot! Wang Teng is here!"
"What an extraordinary presence! He truly bears great fortune!"
In the blink of an eye, the Golden Ancient War Chariot arrived before the Ji and Wang families. Wang Teng stepped out, radiant and brimming with unmatched confidence.
To be fair, he truly was a Peerless Prodigy.
Wang Teng exchanged greetings with the Ji Family, spoke with them briefly, then took out his gift and presented it to the Ji Family Head.
"Might I meet the Ji Family's Little Moon?"
Wang Teng smiled, tempering his arrogance somewhat.
"You're not worthy!"
The calm voice came not from a member of the Ji Family,