The Qingxin Hall Banquet, the Third Princess's Unease

Meanwhile.

The welcome banquet at Qingxin Hall had a subtle yet tense atmosphere.

Princess Ling'an, Li Yingluo, sat at the table, forcing herself to remain composed as she tried to display the bearing expected of an imperial princess and her sincerity in recruiting talent.

She had even personally poured wine for Ye Li earlier, striving to maintain the utmost poise and warmth in her words, all to show just how seriously she took this matter.

Beyond the surprise that had yet to fully fade, her heart was also filled with a long-lost sense of pride.

Having calmed down, she had already weighed the pros and cons—

Though she did not know why Ye Li had driven that woman Huai'an to recruit him so frantically.

The fact that even the normally dignified Eldest Princess of Great Sheng had lost her composure so thoroughly meant Ye Li's value was undoubtedly even greater than the rumors claimed!

Li Yingluo disliked the Eldest Princess's methods, but she acknowledged her ability to recognize and employ talent.

Therefore, she absolutely had to keep Ye Li firmly by her side.

Thus, this was truly the first time since her birth that she had shown a reception attitude that could be called enthusiastic toward an outsider.

Taking in this exceedingly abnormal and bizarre sight.

The advisers below all became exceedingly cautious.

Especially after sensing the mountain-heavy pressure of a Venerable emanating from the young man, their original dissatisfaction vanished without a trace. Even their breathing grew softer.

Gazes swept furtively between Ye Li's calm, unreadable face and Princess Ling'an's forced smile, each carrying a different meaning.

"..."

Ye Li did not care much for such matters, and an almost imperceptible distance lingered in his words.

He only wanted to quickly resolve the issue of his Malice Points running