"Please show me what you can do!"
He Pingsheng cupped his hands toward Princess Qinghe.
"No need for formalities!" Princess Qinghe pushed off with her feet and rose from the ground.
She wore purple that day, accentuating her tall, slender figure and elegant bearing. Coupled with her peerless beauty, she certainly lived up to the Imperial Family Patriarch's earlier assessment of "reasonably attractive."
One could only say she surpassed it by far.
"Holy shit..."
The two had barely exchanged greetings before people below began discussing them, and some were anything but quiet.
"No way. This is the guy who thinks Princess Qinghe isn't good enough for him?"
"I thought he'd be some extraordinary prodigy. Why does he look like that?"
"He's not ugly, but isn't he way too ordinary?"
"Exactly. He's nowhere near worthy of Princess Qinghe!"
"I heard he's just an ordinary Golden Core cultivator who underwent a Three-Nine Heavenly Tribulation?"
"Relax. Once the princess makes her move, she'll blast him into eighteen pieces!"
"Hehehe... even if the princess goes easy on him, I'll get up there afterward and challenge him myself. I'll kill him!"
"Exactly..."
"Nobody gets to bully our eldest princess!"
He Pingsheng shifted his gaze slightly, looking below the platform.
Actually, it wasn't that bad.
Though everyone was discussing him, most kept their heads lowered and their voices quiet.
Only four or five deliberately raised their voices and shouted, as though terrified someone might fail to hear them.
At a glance, they were clearly trying to sweep the crowd along with them.
They had ulterior motives.
"You there... yes, you... that's right, you..." Without any courtesy, He Pingsheng pointed at the man who had been making the biggest fuss. "My match with the princess can wait a little. Didn't you say you wanted to kill me?"