Qian Renxue's heart skipped a beat at that instant.
But she was, after all, an undercover agent who had spent years in hiding. She had worn her mask for so long that it had become instinct.
The same gentle, courteous smile remained on her face as she softly closed the box.
"That was thoughtful of you, Tang Tian. I shall accept this token of your kindness."
With that, she gave a slight nod, turned, and left.
Her steps were unhurried and composed.
Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
Once Qian Renxue's carriage disappeared beyond the academy gates, Xiao Wu could finally hold back no longer.
Pouting, she tugged at Tang Tian's sleeve with a disgruntled expression.
"Brother Tian, wasn't that Crown Prince's reaction way too bland?"
"You put so much effort into forging that sword, and she didn't even spare you another glance!"
Tang Tian chuckled and reached out to ruffle her hair.
"Silly girl, do you think everyone wears all their feelings on their face like you?"
Xiao Wu muttered defiantly.
"That's called being sincere!"
Tang San silently nodded beside them.
Although he did not particularly like that Crown Prince, he agreed with Xiao Wu on this.
That Crown Prince really was too perfect.
So perfect she did not seem like a real person.
Tang Tian smiled without explaining.
He looked in the direction Qian Renxue had left, a trace of amusement flashing through his eyes.
A bland reaction?
No.
That was the most interesting reaction of all.
Through his mind reading, he had just heard Qian Renxue's inner voice as well.
Not the Six-Winged Angel's, but the doubts within Qian Renxue's own heart.
Meanwhile, after returning to the Crown Prince's study...
Qian Renxue gazed at the little silver-white sword lying quietly in her hand, the wings on