Who was quick? How could a married woman say a man was quick?
Prince Huai's face burned with embarrassment. He immediately sat down and obediently stayed put.
Murong Tianci was quite pleased. He had been sick of that brat Prince Huai for ages.
So he could stand up. What was so impressive about that? He scampered around like a monkey all day.
At last, he had settled down.
Jiang Shuyue stole glances at Murong Tianci.
She had to admit that this man was truly beautiful, and his beauty was different from Zhou Yunshen's.
It was a pure beauty that came with its own halo, dazzling anyone who looked at him.
Jiang Shuyue: [Murong Tianci's face is so deceptive. With a face like that, even if he sent people to the Western Paradise, they'd probably rush forward, one after another.]
Huahua: [It is pretty good. He feels a little like Lord Heavenly Dao-a tiny, tiny, tiny, tiny, tiny, tiny, nanoscale version of the Heavenly Dao's halo.]
Although the resemblance was infinitesimal, Murong Tianci was still delighted to bear even a trace of similarity to the Heavenly Dao.
Especially when he heard Jiang Shuyue praise his beauty. Oh, how happy he was...
He immediately shot Zhou Yunshen a smug look and left him to make of it what he would.
Jiang Shuyue: [Leaving luck aside, with that face alone, if we tossed him onto a battlefield, he might not be able to bewitch the enemy into drawing their swords and slitting their own throats, but stunning them for a few minutes should be no problem. When is the Great Villain heading to the battlefield next? Should we have him take Murong Tianci along? Let's test the effect.]
Zhou Yunshen's eyes brimmed with amusement.
That old rascal had relied on his good looks