Golden Eyes

Chu Zhiyuan glanced at Meng Enjun, said no more, and walked abreast with Li Cunren and Zhou Tianhua.

Meng Enjun could only walk in the second row, side by side with Fu Zheng.

His face was dark with bad luck, his swordlike brows tightly furrowed.

Fu Zheng shot him a half-smiling glance and said coolly, "Young Master Meng, are you all right?"

Meng Enjun replied irritably, "I won't die!"

Fu Zheng chuckled. "Madam Zhou is quite interesting."

Meng Enjun glared at her.

Of course, he could hear the mockery in Fu Zheng's words, and it infuriated him.

Fu Zheng rolled her eyes at him. "I can't even praise Madam Zhou?"

Meng Enjun snorted. "Whether my master is interesting or not is not for you to judge!"

"Oh?" Fu Zheng said. "Then whether my prince is good or bad is for you to judge?"

Meng Enjun immediately shut his mouth.

Fu Zheng gave him a sidelong look. "Just because you are a disciple of Jade Kunlun Palace, you think you can judge my prince as you please? Become a Venerable first, then talk!"

Chu Zhiyuan turned his head. "Xiao Zheng, be quiet."

"Yes, Your Highness," Fu Zheng answered crisply.

Chu Zhiyuan turned around and said, "Madam Zhou, please excuse her."

Zhou Tianhua smiled and shook his head. "One who protects her master—what fault does she have? The Imperial Son-in-Law is magnanimous. It is my disciple who does not know better."

Chu Zhiyuan merely smiled without speaking.

Fu Zheng cast a sidelong glance at Meng Enjun, whose face had darkened.

Meng Enjun turned his head away.

He was inferior in skill, so his words lacked force.

Moreover, Chu Zhiyuan's identity was special. He had no way to make Jade Kunlun Palace trouble him.

He would never get past the Empress and the