A-Tong fell hard on her backside.
...Damn Nine-Headed Serpent.
She blushed slightly, looked up, and saw that Jiu Ying, who had been grinning, was looking behind her, his expression suddenly hardening, clearly showing some nervousness.
"The Crown Prince?"
A-Tong turned around quickly.
She saw a fire.
In the fire, there was a boy.
The young man exuded an air of arrogance, standing expressionless in mid-air, his red robes blazing with large, golden-red flame patterns.
His black hair was loosely tied up halfway by a golden crown, while the rest of his hair was blown about by the wind. His face was as beautiful as jade, and his starry eyes were clear and cold. There was a fiery pattern between his eyebrows, which was flamboyant and sharp, extending all the way to his forehead.
The bare, white-bladed sword hovered silently beside him, its slender blade spitting out bright flames, as if the temperature of the world had suddenly risen because of it.
Tong Su gasped.
—This person looks so much like Tian Xuanzi!
Even the Crimson Night Sword looks exactly the same!
If Tian Xuanzi, who had already fallen into demonic ways back then, was a dangerous, evil, and tempting being neither human nor immortal, then this young man suddenly gave Tong Su a feeling of Tian Xuanzi in his youth.
Arrogant, aloof, haughty, solitary, and unrestrained, he looks down on everyone and is unruly. Because he is young, he is fearless; because he is stunning, he is arrogant and frivolous. No one can hold him back, and no one can make him worthy of a second glance.
Several seemingly conflicting descriptions, however, collide to create the most fitting description of him.
Tong Su quickly looked up, but her gaze met those arrogant eyes. His eyes were sharper than a hawk's, capturing her precisely. She suddenly felt a sharp edge behind her, as if someone had seen through everything!
His eyes are like fire, capable of burning everything.
The boy was expressionless. His face was extremely handsome, with long, narrow eyes and thin, bright red lips. However, his expression was cold and indifferent, and his brows were full of arrogant aloofness and impatience.
Tong Su quickly lowered her head.
Jiuying said, "Your Highness, what brings you here? His Majesty was just mentioning you. The Styx Ancestor will be coming to the Heavenly Court soon, and His Majesty intends for you to be in charge of receiving him..."
"who is she?"
The boy interrupted him, and Jiu Ying was stunned for a moment. He looked in the direction the boy was pointing and saw the chubby little bean still sitting on the ground.
"It is His Majesty's Red Bow. It has just taken human form and doesn't understand anything yet."
The boy's gaze fell on the little girl's chubby face, and he paused for a moment.
The little girl pretended not to notice as she moved her chubby legs, her furry head drooping, and slowly moved away, trying to conceal her presence.
"Tong Gong?"
He scoffed softly, raised an eyebrow, and looked down without making a sound.
Jiuying said, "You've taken a liking to her? She already has the cultivation of a True Immortal. If you nurture her well, her strength won't be weak in the future."
The young man smirked, his tone indifferent and mocking, casually asking, "A true immortal?"
He clearly didn't care, arrogantly turning away and casually saying, "Tell Father that I'm too lazy to entertain Ancestor Styx, and tell him to find someone else."
Jiuying: "..."
Once the boy was out of sight, he breathed a sigh of relief and complained loudly, "Those princes are really annoying, aren't they? They're so arrogant that you want someone to put a sack over their head and beat them, but you still can't beat them! It's infuriating."
He clapped his hands and said to Tong Su, "If His Highness doesn't want to receive the Styx Ancestor, then it'll have to fall on my shoulders... What a hassle. I'll go take care of this first. You stay here and have fun by yourself, but don't wander off, okay?"
Tong Su nodded, and Jiu Ying immediately ran off in a hurry. She slowly got up and began to look around at the ancient heavenly court.
When I turned around, it was already dark.
No, it's not dark.
Someone was standing in front of her, blocking the light.
Tongsu stared wide-eyed as a hand reached out and pinched her cheek.
"...As expected, it's soft."
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