"Your Highness, how are you feeling now? Have you been reborn and your skills have greatly increased?"

"Its name is Water Fairy, but it's just a spirit beast at most. It's not that exaggerated." Ji Fengyao was really not used to this guy's unusually attentiveness lately. Look at the middle-aged man's eyes when he looked at her. They were shining as if he were looking at a priceless treasure, which made her feel uneasy.

"Your Highness, look at me, how am I?" Ma Chengrao suddenly straightened up and became serious.

Ji Fengyao looked completely bewildered by his question: "What do you mean, 'how'?"

"It's just my build, my size, my..."

"What the hell!" Before Ma Chengrao could finish speaking, Ji Fengming slapped him hard across the back of the head, making him stagger forward.

At this moment, Shang Xiye also suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp as knives and scissors, piercing straight at Ma Chengrao.

Does this old man think that after leaving the court, he has no real skills other than the title of Ninth Prince?

He felt he couldn't lift the knife anymore.

Or is he too weak to swing a gun?

How dare she openly flirt with his wife in front of him?!

Shang Xiye and Ji Fengming grabbed the dazed Ma Chengrao and, after giving him a good beating, proceeded to beat him up until he was crying out for his parents, completely unaware of what he had done wrong: "Ninth Prince, Young Master, spare my life! Even if you want someone to die, you should at least make them understand what they've done!"

Shang Xiye couldn't bring herself to say, "I told you not to flirt with my wife." Her tightly pursed lips were still filled with incomprehensible anger.

Ji Fengming, however, was far less restrained and slapped him twice more, saying, "Look at yourself! How dare you flirt with my sister? You're asking for trouble!"

Ma Chengrao: "!!!"

Was he flirting with his sister?

Teasing the Ninth Prince's Consort?

He doesn't have any!

Seeing Shang Xiye and Ji Fengming raise their fists, each the size of a sand bowl, about to start another round of mixed doubles, Ma Chengrao was so frightened that he quickly covered his head and begged for mercy: "I'm innocent! This is a misunderstanding!"

"Misunderstanding? Do you think I'm blind or deaf?" Ji Fengming said, and then slapped Ma Chengrao hard across the back of the head.

"No, no, I'm already this old, what can I still do? I just wanted to become an apprentice, but I was afraid that the Ninth Princess would look down on me, so I was just being tactful." Ma Chengrao was truly on the verge of tears.

Shang Xiye: "..."

Ji Fengming: "..."

"If you wanted to become my disciple, you should have said so earlier. She's my sister. You should have at least given me a heads-up. Look at this mess..." Ji Fengming's expression changed in an instant, and he kindly helped Ma Chengrao up from the ground.

Ma Chengrao: "..."

It's as if the person who's been criticizing me all this time isn't you, the young master of Donglongmen, but someone else.

"What's wrong? It was just a misunderstanding, and you're still upset about it?" Ji Fengming asked with a mix of teasing and threat.

"How dare I, how dare I?" Ma Chengrao accidentally revealed his true thoughts, but immediately realized his mistake and quickly changed his words: "No, no, no, I mean, how could that be? This Ninth Princess is very learned and knowledgeable. I still want to become her disciple. If I succeed in becoming her disciple, you and the Ninth Prince will be my elders. It is only natural for elders to teach juniors a lesson!"

They were all beaten up. If they don't learn their lesson, then all that beating was for nothing.

"Hmm, you're a promising young man. I'll put in a good word for you with my sister," Ji Fengming said, patting Ma Chengrao on the shoulder like a wolf in sheep's clothing.