[-Yes, yes, yes, yes, I love mountains of gold and silver!]
[-As long as it's money, I love it!]
Shen Yangge stared at the minister with burning intensity, the heat in his eyes almost enough to burn right through the man.
But Chu Xuanzhen dealt him a crushing blow, dashing all his excitement. Chu Xuanzhen cast the minister a cold glance and said in a low voice:
"Are you slandering the Dragon?"
The minister immediately broke into a cold sweat. He shook his head frantically, saying in a trembling voice, "I wouldn't dare! I wouldn't dare!"
After that, the other ministers who had wanted to ask questions no longer dared step forward. They could only sneak glances at the Golden Dragon on the Crown Prince, finding him more pleasing to the eye with every look.
The more they looked, the more they inwardly crowed: Great Chu has a dragon now!
Do the other countries have one?
No.
The dragon belongs to Great Chu!
The ministers didn't even realize that the corners of their mouths were practically soaring into outer space. A few couldn't resist the urge to paint a portrait of the young dragon themselves.
But they didn't want to leave just yet, either.
So their faces were torn with indecision, even as they all grinned foolishly without realizing it. They looked utterly awkward.
Shen Yangge was genuinely upset.
He shifted his body, lashing his tail against Chu Xuanzhen's thigh as if venting his anger, each slap harder than the last.
Everyone present heard the sound, but no one thought Shen Yangge was angry, because their Crown Prince actually seemed to look pleased. This was also the first time they had seen any personal emotion on the face of their aloof Crown Prince.
Sure enough, no human could maintain their