"Sophistry," The little stoic raised her hand, only to have it gently grasped by Mo Lian.
He turned to smile at her before shifting his gaze to Rong Li, questioning, "Is the Crown Prince of Ultramarine Province still not departing?"
/If they lingered any longer, were they asking for trouble?/
Rong Li seethed with anger, though he concealed it beneath a facade of displeasure. In this academy setting, he couldn't afford to flaunt his status as the Crown Prince of Ultramarine Province.
Yet, even if he chose to assert his status, it ultimately depended on whether the others acknowledged it.
Having been cold-shouldered by the little stoic, Rong Li wore a dark expression as he departed with Young Mom Xu. His resentment towards Duan Yue deepened.
/How was it that Duan Yue enjoyed such an inexplicable rapport with the Divine Province's Crown Prince and Crown Prince Consort?/
This only intensified Rong Li's wariness toward this individual.
