Nangong Liuyun raised his eyebrows slightly and snorted coldly: "Seventh level?"
"Yes, my grandfather is now a seventh-level strongman!" Liu Chengfeng raised his head and chest arrogantly, feeling extremely proud, as if the seventh-level strongman was not his grandfather, but himself.
Unexpectedly, Nangong Liuyun's next words made Liu Chengfeng almost vomit blood in anger.
Nangong Liuyun slowly put down the teacup, a faint smile on his face, and asked casually, "Old Master Li is over a hundred years old, right?"
The implication is, you've only just reached the seventh level after being over a hundred years old, and you're so ashamed to show off in front of me? Isn't that embarrassing?
The more nonchalant Nangong Liuyun appeared, the more it showed the contempt and disdain in his eyes.
When Liu Putian heard this, his breath was suddenly caught in his throat.
His eyes were as big as copper bells, staring at Nangong Liuyun viciously, his fists clenched into fists, and he cursed in his heart: "You ignorant brat! He looks down on the seventh level, is he already a seventh level?"
However, having held a high position for so many years, Liu Putian had a good level of composure. He forcibly suppressed his rage, then curled his lips into a mocking sneer, "Your Highness the Prince of Jin has such high standards that he doesn't even take the seventh-level cultivation seriously. Haha, I'm afraid His Majesty doesn't take you seriously either!"
This is so heartbreaking!
If the response is not good and the news gets out, it will not only be the Crown Prince who will be wary of Prince Jin, but His Majesty will probably also be... deeply wary of him. After all, he is too outstanding.
Nangong Liuyun heard this, and a glittering light flashed in his eyes. The corners of his mouth slowly curled up into an evil and enchanting smile. His voice was as gentle as a feather, but every word was bloody: "Liu Putian, to be honest, this king really doesn't take you seriously."
When Liu Putian heard this, his expression froze, then turned ashen and his anger rose.
Damn Prince Jin! To actually say such words to his face was like slapping him in the face!
Liu Putian's face flushed crimson. He stood up abruptly and glared at Nangong Liuyun angrily. However, before he could say anything, Nangong Liuyun raised his eyebrows with a half-smile and said slowly, "But, Liu Putian, how can a mere warrior like you be compared to my father? Or have you long harbored the intention of usurping the throne?"
If Liu Putian's words were heart-breaking, then Nangong Liuyun's words were simply heart-breaking and lung-breaking, damaging even his internal organs.
With such a serious crime being charged, how could Liu Putian hold back? If word got out, even if he was a seventh-rank cultivator, what good would it do? He alone wouldn't be able to protect the entire Li family.
"Your Highness! Don't talk nonsense! The Li family cannot afford such a crime!" Liu Putian's eyes were burning with fire as he stared at Nangong Liuyun coldly!
Compared to Liu Putian's exasperated expression, Nangong Liuyun seemed nonchalant. He slowly crossed his legs and lazily leaned against the back of a rosewood chair. With that kind of contemptuous gaze, he lightly cast a glance at Liu Putian. "Oh? You can't bear it, but I can? What a seventh-level master Li, strict with others but lenient with himself."
Liu Putian swallowed a mouthful of blood, which was stuck in his throat. He felt extremely uncomfortable and frustrated.
Who had told him that His Highness was cold, murderous, cruel, and violent? But why hadn't they told him that this evildoer had a venomous tongue, his mouth scalding with poison, his every word piercing the heart.
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