Go back!

The elegant carriage, crafted in transparent white with a hint of golden flashes, exuded an air of distinction that set it apart from the rest. Helian Mei, who had just alighted from the carriage, squinted her eyes and sneered, "Am I going blind? Even a lowly person like you has the audacity to buy a top hat? Father, come and see, the eldest sister wants to enter Taibai Academy. I wonder if someone will drive her out!"

Helian Guangyao stepped out of the carriage as well and frowned at Helian Weiwei with disdain, as if even looking at her was repulsive. "What are you still doing here? Aren't you ashamed? Go back!"

"Father, please calm down." Helian Jiao'er raised her eyes, tears welling up. "Big sister, why did you follow us here? Is it because the Son of the World is also with us? Murong Changfeng?" Standing to the side, Murong Changfeng, with his handsome appearance and flowing robes, glanced at the dark-skinned woman and furrowed his brows, unable to conceal his disgust. "I also want to know what's going on."

"In my opinion, the eldest sister must be haunting us since she's here with the Son of the World!" Helian Mei's mocking voice filled the air, shamelessly brazen. Everyone on the street turned their attention to the commotion.

At a distance, a dark figure coughed heavily, a bead of cold sweat forming on his forehead as he glanced at his master's profile.

The man leisurely twisted the black jade ring on his finger, his icy eyes devoid of any joy or anger.

Oh, the heavens be praised! His Highness definitely heard that last sentence, there was no doubt about it... not! How could he have not heard it?

The woman's loud declaration of "blind" had reached his ears clearly. How could his master not have heard it?

"I must say, elder sister, you truly are oblivious to the world," Helian Mei sneered, her gaze fixed on Helian Weiwei. "Have you finally awakened? The Prince favors the second sister, who is far superior to someone like you. You haven't been able to buy anything for so long. Could it be that you're lacking in funds? Look in the mirror more often and see your pitiful state. Stop daydreaming about climbing the social ladder all the time!"

Helian Weiwei crossed her arms over her chest and remained silent throughout, until Helian Mei finished speaking. Then, she slowly raised the corners of her mouth and asked, "Are you done?"

Helian Mei was most annoyed by Helian Weiwei's indifference, and she snorted coldly!

"Now that you're done, let me speak." Helian Weiwei took a step forward, a sly smile playing on her lips. Suddenly, she bent down and reached out to pinch Helian Mei's chin. "Who told you that I came with you? I was simply out for some shopping. Don't flatter yourself. And as for Murong Changfeng, you should take him away quickly... He's just a worthless scumbag, all body and no brains. Seeing him disgusts me."

"How dare you speak ill of the Son of the World!" Helian Mei trembled with anger, pointing accusingly at Helian Weiwei.

Murong Changfeng's handsome face twisted with anger. What did this insolent woman dare say about him? A worthless scumbag with no brains?

He couldn't help but think of how she used to tail after him all the time, and now she dares to play this act? Is she using some other means to attract his attention?

If that's the case, then he must congratulate this idiotic waste. She succeeded!

At that moment, Murong Changfeng wished nothing more than to pierce Helian Weiwei with his sword. He had never hated anyone as much as he did now!

"Shizi..." Helian Jiao'er noticed that ever since that despicable woman appeared, Murong Changfeng's attention had completely shifted away from her. How could this be?

She reached out, tugged at Murong Changfeng's sleeve, and bit her lower lip gently, her eyes filled with pity. "Please don't worry about the eldest sister. She's just unable to accept that the Son of the World doesn't reciprocate her feelings and wants to make him change his mind..."

"The Son of the World will never marry a shameless waste like her in this lifetime!" Murong Changfeng sneered disdainfully, his profile resembling a cold sculpture on Taibai Mountain, rigid and unyielding.

Helian Weiwei paid no mind to his reaction and casually tossed a strawberry in her left hand, leaving a trail of mockery behind her.

In the distance, the man's black and white eyes lifted, reflecting the unimportant face.

That face, calm and composed, was worlds apart from its previous mediocrity.

A wicked smile curved the man's delicate lips beneath his silver mask. Helian Weiwei, you truly are intriguing...

For your sake, I shall keep you around a little longer.

Such an entertaining prey would be too boring to play with if I killed you too soon...

"Your Highness?" The shadow's body trembled with goosebumps. Oh, heavens! Master, could you please stop laughing? If something is bothering you, just say it outright!

"Leave," the man uttered calmly, his long sleeves billowing in the air as he turned away.

The shadow was dumbfounded. Leave?

Did that mean he was going to eliminate that "red bird" today?

Your Highness, have you changed your mind once again?

According to the former master's habit, the later someone was dealt with, the worse their fate would usually be.

The dark shadow looked back and glanced at Helian Weiwei on the bustling street, silently mourning for her...

On the other side, Murong Changfeng, filled with anger, led Helian Jiao'er and the others into the inn. The reason they had traveled together that day was because Murong Changfeng wanted to introduce Helian Jiao'er to his master, Master Tutian.

When Tu Tian saw his apprentice storming in with an angry expression, he furrowed his brow. "Changfeng, how many times have I told you that if you want to become a successful martial practitioner, cultivation is crucial, as is maintaining a peaceful state of mind."

"Yes!" Murong Changfeng responded with a wave of his hand, though he was still somewhat unconvinced, he obediently complied.

Tu Tian, though unable to see, could sense his apprentice's doubts, but he wasn't disheartened. Murong Changfeng was good in every aspect, except for his arrogance and unwillingness to listen to others. Perhaps it was due to his privileged background. Ah, he's not like that girl from before—aloof, modest, and unassuming—just a little too fond of money!

Regret tinged Tu Tian's thoughts. "Alright, let's not dwell on this. I asked you to find someone for me. Have you found her?"

Murong Changfeng shook his head. "Master, I scoured the entire capital but couldn't find the girl you mentioned. Master, who is she? Why is she worthy of your attention?"

"A peerless genius!" Tu Tian couldn't contain his excitement as he spoke about the girl. "You have no idea how extraordinary her talent for martial cultivation is. Even the Supreme Master wants to take her as his apprentice and personally teach her!"

"What?" Murong Changfeng raised his head, surprise flickering in his eyes.

He had also desired to be the disciple of that old man in the past, but whether he went personally or his father, Prince Murong, sent a carriage to invite him, the old man, with his peculiar temperament and haughty attitude, had never deigned to see them.

And now, the old man was actually willing to take on an apprentice. Murong Changfeng couldn't help but feel curious about who had caught his attention.