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After walking straight for a while, they passed through a gate shrouded in dark clouds and arrived at the venue of the Star Picking Auction.
"We're here," Liu Lao Jiu reminded them.
They weren't blind; a female disciple made a face at Liu Lao Jiu.
Her name was Liu Feng, the most mischievous one around, even more so than the male disciples. Liu Lao Jiu quietly introduced her to Gu Ping.
"Isn't that someone from Mok Ming Academy? They took home a broken jade flute last year. I wonder if our Cheng Elder was furious about it, haha."
A voice from somewhere made Gu Ping furrow his brows. Everyone in Bu Luo felt uneasy; in front of such a large crowd, aside from the other five sects of the Six Major Sects, no one dared to act that way.
Gu Ping followed the sound and saw a young man standing to the side, laughing heartily. He looked about the same age as Gu Ping, but his black attire stood out awkwardly against the backdrop. With a long face resembling a winter melon, it was hard not to attract attention.
That was Ying Wuyi, the Third Prince of the Great Qin Empire. Liu Lao Jiu walked over to him with a smile.
"Liu Lao Jiu, a mere Liu Xia, dares to call himself a dynasty. Is he afraid of being laughed at?"
Seeing Ying Wuyi's arrogant demeanor, Liu Lao Jiu scoffed. Yong Tuo approached Gu Ping, who pretended not to hear anything and remained unresponsive.
"Senior Brother, that person is insulting them," reminded a disciple with a buzz cut.
"Insulting? Who?" Gu Ping looked around and questioned. "Did I hear that right?"
Liu Lao Jiu chuckled and said, "No, he didn't see anyone insulting them; he just heard some dog barking nearby."
Hearing those words, even the people watching the show nearby burst into laughter, causing Ying Wuyi's face to turn red. Not knowing what to say, he quickly found a gap and disappeared.
I heard that a genius emerged from the academy, defeating Tenglan, known as Zhongshang. Could it be that little brother?
Just as Ying Wuyi finished speaking, another refined young man appeared beside them, holding a parrot under his arm. He casually asked with a smile.
It was just luck, just luck. Bu Luo didn't want to hurt Tenglan Shixiong's feelings. Although he responded politely on the surface, Gu Ping Ci could see a fleeting coldness in his eyes when looking at that person. Among all those present, except for Liu Lao Jiu, no one else could perceive that almost nonexistent indifference.
Yang Tong, a direct descendant of the Great Jin Yang Family, was much stronger than that cheap Third Prince from the Qin Empire.
Thank you for the compliment, Liu brother. I truly cannot bear such praise.
Great Jin is a place where one wonders when it can compete with the Qin Empire.
Gu Ping did not flatter him. He had never been to the Qin Empire, but from everyone's descriptions and the records in books, he understood the power of the Qin Empire. However, Great Jin and Ru Ming were rising steadily. If those two countries were to tear each other apart, it would surely lead to a fierce struggle.
Then there's no need for you to worry, little brother. Great Jin does not wish to be confined to such a narrow corner; an eagle will eventually spread its wings and soar one day. What do you think?
That should be the case.
The three of them burst into laughter simultaneously, leaving those nearby bewildered, as if they thought the trio had gone mad.
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