It was not as though she was unaware of all the household's intelligence sources. She could not understand where Zhou Cheng had learned so many secrets she knew nothing about.
Zhan Yuanyuan, however, parted her lips, as though she had spotted something noteworthy.
Before Si Lili could ask, she blinked her big eyes. "Sister Lili, didn't you know His Highness was a Grandmaster?"
Si Lili gave a bewildered "Huh?" Before Sang Wen and Shen Wan'er could react, Ye Linger had already leaped in front of Zhan Yuanyuan.
She cupped Zhan Yuanyuan's face in both hands, kneading that little face out of shape, her voice changing pitch:
"Yuan Yuan, what did you say? Say that again?"
Zhan Yuanyuan pouted innocently, her voice muffled. "Sister Linger, you didn't know either?"
After a pause, she added pitifully, "I thought everyone knew..."
With that, she looked toward Zhou Cheng for help.
Ye Linger turned toward Zhou Cheng, her mouth hanging open in shock. "Is what Yuan Yuan said true?"
Zhou Cheng nodded calmly. "I always have been."
Ye Linger's expression seemed to freeze.
She knew Zhou Cheng was powerful. After all, she had experienced it herself long ago.
But she had always assumed Zhou Cheng was Ninth Rank, Upper Ninth Rank at most. Her own strength fell far short of his, so she had never asked further.
She had never imagined that her man would actually be a Grandmaster.
The impact of a Grandmaster on a martial artist far exceeded that on an ordinary person. At least, while Sang Wen and Shen Wan'er also reacted strongly, their reactions came nowhere near Ye Linger's.
Zhou Cheng being a Grandmaster struck Ye Linger far harder than Emperor Qing being one!
For a moment, she was shocked, dazed, and incredulous. So many thoughts rose in her mind