Long Shiyi, recalling Mo Beichen's words, replied, "This subordinate is not aware of the matter. My master specifically instructed me to personally deliver it to His Highness, saying that His Highness is aware of it."

Yingzhu's guess was that Mo Beichen wanted to protect Yun Qingluo, so even though the medicine was perfectly fine, he was unwilling to reveal that it was made by Yun Qingluo herself.

In the unlikely event that something really happens, the master will bear the responsibility, and Yun Qingluo will have nothing to do with it.

This is further proof that the master truly loves his master.

Xuanming glanced at Mo Beichen in surprise upon hearing this.

He hadn't expected that Mo Beichen would also notice his health problem, but perhaps it was his young wife who deduced it.

Xuanming stood up, walked around from behind the table, stood in front of Long Shiyi, took the box with both hands, and said, "Thank you for your thoughtfulness."

This gift was indeed too precious for him.

Having completed his mission, Long Shiyi bowed and turned to walk down the steps.

But then he ran into a problem.

My master is sitting there, and Phoenix Lord is not by his side. It seems that no one is following him. Should I go over and stand behind him?

But it seems that the master came back secretly. Did he say hello or not?

Seeing Feng Shiyi's conflicted expression, Mo Beichen sighed, rubbed his temples, and said somewhat impatiently, "You go back first, I'll be back later."

Feng Shiyi frowned. He was a little worried about leaving his master here alone. He wished Feng Zun were here.

Xuanming suddenly spoke up, "Hey, let him stay and take care of you. You didn't bring anyone with you when you came, so let him stay."

Upon hearing this, Mo Beichen gave Xuan Ming a deep look, but Xuan Ming's expression remained unchanged.

Mo Beichen withdrew his gaze, looked at Long Shiyi, and then readily nodded, "Then let's keep it. We'll go back together later."

Long Shiyi immediately agreed and turned around to stand behind Mo Beichen.

Xuanming spoke again, "Is Empress Yun truly alright? I feel really bad about it."

Mo Beichen said expressionlessly, "It's alright, just take good care of yourself. If Your Highness really feels bad, it wouldn't be a problem to offer some thanks."

The last few words were spoken vaguely, but Xuanming inexplicably understood that it meant he would lose money.

It really seems to be that shameless Mo Beichen. Or am I just overthinking it?

Some of the people sitting below, hearing Mo Beichen and Xuan Ming's back-and-forth conversation, became dissatisfied.

“Your Highness, the people of the Sumeru Continent are too arrogant. You have a high level of understanding and you can tolerate it, but we cannot. How dare a mere continent like the Tail-Dropping Continent speak to us like this? What right does he have?” One of them was burning with anger.

I thought Xuanming could help me vent my anger, but I didn't expect that Xuanming and Mo Beichen were on the same page.

They could tolerate Xuanming's desire to help the Sumeru Continent, but the Sumeru Continent people's arrogant remarks were inappropriate.

Mo Beichen's gaze flew over like a cold knife. "If you're not happy, then fight. You bunch of snakes and rats from the mainland are a den of snakes. You went to my house to investigate while I was away, thinking I didn't know? I haven't even settled accounts with you yet, and you still have the nerve to stand here barking like dogs."

"How dare you! Who are you calling a dog?" The person who spoke earlier became enraged, slammed his hand on the table, and stood up to ask.

Mo Beichen calmly spread his hands, "Whoever is yelling so fiercely, that's who it is, of course."

“Your Highness, look at him. Even if you protect him, we’ve already made an alliance with the Sumeru Continent. Let them fight. Are we afraid of a small, bottom-tier continent? What a joke.”

Mo Beichen curled his lips slightly and sneered, "Fine, then we'll wait and see who the final winner is. If you don't come, you're all cowards."

Xuanming, unable to bear it any longer, hissed in a low voice, "Enough."

He looked at Mo Beichen, his tone accusing, "Why are you acting like you've swallowed gunpowder today?"

Mo Beichen suddenly stood up. “I have something to attend to and will not keep you company for now. Other continents either have to behave themselves and act like grandsons, or they can fight against our Sumeru Continent. I’m ready to fight to the end. I’m going home to be with my Empress. You all can enjoy the delicious food.”

After saying that, Mo Beichen walked away arrogantly.

Long Shiyi, who was following behind, was still stunned in place. Was this really his prince?

How did it become so different?

Halfway there, Mo Beichen suddenly turned back to Long Shiyi, who was standing there in a daze, and said, "Go to the city gate and pick up an acquaintance."

Just as Long Shiyi was about to ask who it was, he saw Mo Beichen use his lightness skill to leave, seemingly quite angry.

Long Shiyi sensed that his master was acting strangely tonight, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Why.

He turned and bowed to Xuanming, feeling a chill run down his spine. He wanted to cover for Mo Beichen, but he felt powerless.

He explained in a pale voice, "Thank you for your hospitality, Your Highness. My master may have other matters to attend to, so he will be leaving now. I must go and fetch someone, so I will take my leave."

Xuanming nodded and didn't make things difficult for him.

But just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly asked, "I heard that Empress Yun fell into the water and is unwell. How is she?"

Long Shiyi turned around and let out a confused "Ah".

The Empress fell into the water?

How could they not know?

Xuanming's heart sank when he saw that Long Shiyi seemed to know nothing about it.

He continued, "Brother Mo, I heard that Empress Yun fell into the water and that the Divine Physician is treating her. I was thinking of sending people from the Imperial Hospital over, but Brother Mo refused. My Queen is quite worried about Empress Yun, so I'm asking for more information."

Long Shiyi was still completely bewildered.

The small courtyard where he used to live has been destroyed. He now lives near the airport, but he came from there and didn't see the Empress.

Could it be that they went back on their way here?

Before Long Shiyi could explain, Xuanming waved his hand and said, "Never mind, I was just concerned. You should go and do what your master asked you to do."

Long Shiyi realized that it was pointless to say anything, so he bowed and took his leave.

This move by the Sumeru Continent can be said to have completely offended the other seven continents.

The royal sons from several continents all looked dissatisfied, plotting how to take over the Sumeru Continent.

Xuanming looked at the expressions of everyone in the hall and thought to himself that he was in a terrible mood.

The original idea was to have Mo Beichen and Yun Qingluo attend so that other continents could learn about the Sumeru Continent. Also, with the Xuancang Continent present, other continents would have a better understanding of the situation before taking action.

He never expected Mo Beichen to pull this stunt, catching him completely off guard and utterly messing things up.

It's okay to mess it up, the important thing is...

After Xuanming came to his senses, he saw Yingzhu quietly leave and head towards the side hall, guessing that there must be news.

So he looked up and tried to appease the crowd, but it had little effect. Although the crowd said polite words out of respect for him, they looked like they wanted to kill their way to the Sumeru Continent immediately.

Xuanming sighed helplessly, said a few polite words, drank a few more cups of wine, and then left with Muzhi.