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Chapter 4118: 4.1718 Picking a Fight?

The chubby boy nodded. "Yeah, I thought the Four Great Cities, living in seclusion, wouldn't care about these few resources."

"What do you know?" Matta said, idly twirling a thin willow-leaf knife in his hand with a smile. "The resources obtainable by the top ten in the Tianyuan Competition are beyond your imagination."

"Is it that amazing?" the chubby boy asked.

"Since they're inviting academies from all over the world, the Four Great Cities would naturally participate."

"And, they didn't just barge in. There genuinely are academies within these Four Great Cities."

For such large cities to have facilities like academies, used for housing various talents, it wasn't surprising, was it?

As they spoke, a few students, dressed plainly in white, half male and half female, came smiling together. Each of them looked radiant and cheerful.

"Greetings, Your Royal Highness." The leading youth smiled as he approached Mo Lian, respectfully bowing to him.

Mo Lian's gaze faintly swept over the emblem on his chest. He nodded and said, "People from Radiant City?"

"Yes," the youth nodded with a smile, pointing to the dozen or so young men and women behind him. "We are all disciples of Old City Lord Bai of Radiant City, and students from the advanced class of Radiant Academy."

It was almost common knowledge that Bai Sheng, the City Lord of Radiant City, was the Divine State Emperor's father-in-law and the Crown Prince's maternal grandfather.

Seeing the young students from Radiant Academy specifically step forward to greet the Crown Prince, everyone found it unremarkable.

Mo Lian didn't show much enthusiasm, merely nodding faintly. "Is there something you need?"

The youth from Radiant City was momentarily stunned, likely not expecting the Crown Prince's attitude towards them to be so cold.

Hearing this, he offered an awkward smile. "There's nothing in particular."

Crown Prince Mo nodded, then turned to look at Qiao Mu beside him. He raised his hand and conjured a cup of warm spiritual tea, handing it to his little wife.

Qiao Mu naturally accepted it as a matter of course and took a silent sip.

The gazes of the Radiant Academy group simultaneously fell upon Qiao Mu.

"Who is this?" A subtle, drawn-out voice emerged from among the Radiant Academy crowd, its ending carrying an unclear meaning.

All the disciples of Radiant Academy parted to the sides, revealing a beautiful, overbearing woman with her chin slightly raised.

Qiao Mu, holding her tea, looked at the newcomer with calm eyes, her brows slightly furrowed.

Was it her imagination? She felt as though these Radiant Academy disciples had come with the intention of watching a show.

They seemed very unfriendly towards her. Why was that?

Mo Lian's eyes grew colder. He raised his hand and put his arm around the little stoic girl's waist, his voice icy. "If your eyes aren't good, get them treated early. If your brain isn't good, treatment probably won't help much anyway."

Qi Xuanxuan nodded repeatedly in agreement beside him, then whispered to the chubby boy, "See that? Learn from it. If anyone is ever mean to me in the future..."

"Don't worry, wife, I'll definitely take care of them for you."

Matta, Lu Yu, Jiang Shaoxin, and the others all looked at these two oddballs expressionlessly.

What was going on?

Why did it feel like the whole world had changed after they came out of two days of secluded cultivation?

What was with these inexplicable pink bubble showers constantly floating around them?

Could single people protest?

Could they ask these two oddballs to be more considerate and not be so sickeningly sweet in front of them all the time?