Yun Qing slowly turned his gaze toward Fu Sanyuan.
If he had not just barely reached a fragile agreement of "no beatings for now" with this charlatan, he probably would have already drawn Bear All Things and pinned him in the pond behind the Chancellor's Residence to cool off.
Even so, his hands still itched a little.
Fu Sanyuan immediately showed good sense, taking half a step back and drawing a hand across his mouth.
Muted.
Yun Qing neither approved nor objected.
He suddenly turned to look at Xie Junheng, who was accompanying them.
"Young Master Xie."
Xie Junheng stopped and asked gently, "Is there anything else you need, Master Yun?"
Yun Qing's smile was warm, his tone sincere.
"Young Master Xie, with your seven-aperture exquisite mind and the mountains and valleys held within your breast, surely selection this time is already firmly in your grasp."
Xie Junheng said, "You flatter me, sir."
Still smiling, Yun Qing reminded him, "I hear Great Xia has always had a tradition of thanking one's teachers at the Deer-Cry Banquet. Should you place highly, you must thank the chief examiner for selecting you."
"Remember to visit the chief examiner often."
"Thank him properly."
"Thank him several times."
Annoy him to death.
Listening beside them, Fu Sanyuan nearly laughed aloud.
For a killing blow straight to the heart, no one could beat Eldest Young Master Yun.
Xie Junheng's gaze shifted slightly. Without exposing the subtle meaning beneath those words, he solemnly cupped his hands.
"If I am fortunate enough to be selected, I will certainly remember your words and personally thank the chief examiner."
Yun Qing nodded in satisfaction. "Excellent."
Seeing the faint yet unmistakably pleased smile at Yun Qing's lips, Xie Junheng smiled inwardly too. This unfathomable Master Yun was not always as imposing