Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Black Dragon, I am the Lord of the Gods

Chapter 67 is even less polite than me
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"Your Highness, should I now address you as Crown Prince?"

After the investiture ceremony was completed, Xue Qinghe moved into the Crown Prince's residence in the Eastern Palace.

To celebrate moving to a new home, Xue Qinghe invited many friends to a banquet, and Xuanming was also invited.

However, knowing that Xuanming preferred quiet, Xue Qinghe settled him in the backyard and didn't come over until the banquet was over.

"If your tone were a little more intimate, I think the meaning of this sentence wouldn't seem so strange," Xue Qinghe said helplessly.

Xuanming always spoke with a noticeable distance, no matter who he was talking to, even Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling, who were practically inseparable.

However, the two seemed to have gotten used to this distance and did not feel awkward. But if someone was not familiar with them, they would easily feel Xuanming's coldness that kept them at arm's length.

He had thought that studying at the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy would gradually change and eliminate Xuanming's sense of distance, but more than half a year had passed and there was no change at all.

"Is there anything I can do for Your Highness?" Xuanming asked directly.

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling were sent away by Xue Qinghe and went home ahead of schedule.

Because His Highness the Crown Prince had something to say to him, he had to stay overnight at the Crown Prince's residence.

“In a while, I need you to meet someone with me,” Xue Qinghe said.

"Who?" Xuanming asked.

“The Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is Ning Fengzhi,” Xue Qinghe said.

"Does the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School also have designs on the Heaven Dou Empire?" Xuanming asked.

Xue Qinghe's eyes twitched slightly. "It's fine if it's just the two of us here, but when you're outside, don't speak so directly. It's scary. Be more tactful."

Xuanming nodded. "Does the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School also want to contribute to the well-being of all people?"

"..." Xue Qinghe.

"I asked you to be tactful, not sarcastic."

“I think there’s nothing wrong with my tone or the content. If I didn’t have something to hide, why would anyone think I was being sarcastic?” Xuanming said.

"Of course, if Your Highness finds my words unpleasant, I will stop talking. You can continue speaking, and I will listen."

After saying that, Xuanming really stopped talking and quietly looked at Xue Qinghe.

Xue Qinghe clenched his right fist behind his back.

When they were in the offering hall, every time she said something, this guy would retort!
After spending several months in the Papal Palace, I came back completely exhausted!

No matter what she said or how hard she tried, there was no useful feedback...

Xue Qinghe sighed, "The Emperor intends for me to come into contact with Ning Fengzhi. With you here, my negotiations with him will be easier."

In the past few months, Dugu Bo has been expressing his regard for Xuanming both openly and subtly. With this relationship, even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has to deal with Xuanming with caution. After all, although the old poisoner's individual threat is only that of a regular Title Douluo, his threat to the country and the Soul Master sect is not ordinary.

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In the most bustling commercial district of Tiandou City, there is a restaurant that rivals the Tiandou Royal Hotel.

Qibaozhai is a property of the Qibao Glazed Tile School, a gathering place for soul masters and merchants from all over the world, and also the most ideal exchange for everyone.

Led by a servant, Xue Qinghe and his companion arrived at the VIP area of ​​Qibaozhai.

"Sect Leader Ning, Sword Douluo."

Upon entering the private room, a middle-aged man with a refined appearance and gentle demeanor was already waiting there, with an elderly man with a cold expression and white hair and beard sitting beside him.

Xue Qinghe immediately stepped forward to bow, and the other party also stood up.

"This must be the genius with twin martial souls that His Highness the Crown Prince mentioned before, right?"

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Ning Fengzhi turned his attention to the strangely shaped child standing silently behind Xue Qinghe.

Xuanming did not respond, but stared at Chenxin, who was sitting on the couch with his eyes closed and concentrating. The two dragons behind him also instinctively became vigilant.

"Xuanming." Xue Qinghe gently nudged Xuanming.

"This must be Sect Master Ning."

"Hmm," Xuanming responded, his gaze remaining fixed.

"Uncle Sword." Seeing Xuanming's wariness, Ning Fengzhi also spoke. Chen Xin opened his eyes, stood up, glanced at Xue Qinghe, and didn't say anything. Then he looked at Xuanming, who was staring at him, and withdrew his hidden sword intent.

"What did you see?" Chen Xin asked Xuan Ming.

“Someone even less polite than me,” Xuanming said.

Xue Qinghe's eyes twitched slightly. "Xuanming, this is Sword Douluo, Senior Chenxin."

"Is the politeness of a Title Douluo to put a sword to someone's neck the moment they meet?" Xuanming said.

"A sword?" Xue Qinghe asked, somewhat puzzled.

“Your Highness, please forgive me. Uncle Jian is quite curious about this young genius and wanted to test him,” Ning Fengzhi said.

"Your alertness is quite good." Chen Xin's eyes changed slightly, no longer showing the indifference of before, and he became somewhat interested in this child who could sense his sword intent.

The sword intent he had just subtly contained was meant to be unleashed, and even a Soul Saint would find it difficult to detect. However, if one were unprepared for this hidden sword intent, there would be no way to defend against it once the sword was drawn.

Although he didn't think a child could sense the sword intent of the Seven Kill Sword, judging from the child's wariness after entering the room and his words, he was clearly extremely sensitive to danger!
"..."

After a less-than-pleasant start, Ning Fengzhi and Xue Qinghe began a back-and-forth tug-of-war.

Xuanming remained silent and did not listen throughout. He was not interested in the schemes of these two, and he had no right to speak here. Today, he was just a tool to be used.

"Sect Leader Ning, please forgive Xuanming. He has a rather aloof personality, but he meant no offense."

After discussing national affairs for some time, Ning Fengzhi once again steered the conversation towards Xuanming.

However, seeing Xuanming sitting behind and to the side of him with his eyes closed in meditation, Xue Qinghe's expression began to falter.

You really don't give me any face at all!
"I understand, kids are like that. My own kid is really hard to handle too," Ning Fengzhi said, somewhat empathetic.

"Although this child is not talkative, he is much more sensible than my child."

“Fengzhi, Rongrong is still very sensible,” Chenxin retorted.

"Besides, why are you arguing with a child, especially your own daughter? How can you be so shameless?"

Ning Fengzhi was speechless. "So it was me who was being unreasonable?"

“That’s true to some extent,” Chen Xin said.

"As an elder, it's your responsibility if your child is immature. If you don't teach them and instead criticize them, aren't you shirking your responsibility?"

“…” Ning Fengzhi.

Am I unwilling to teach? Would you expect me to teach?

If I say even a few more words to that little devil, you two are practically ready to lecture me!

"Your Highness, you flatter me." Ning Fengzhi said somewhat awkwardly.

"No, they're just kids. They'll understand when they grow up," Xue Qinghe said.

"I hope so," Ning Fengzhi sighed.

"Speaking of which, my daughter is about the same age as this boy. Why don't we find an opportunity for them to meet?"

Xue Qinghe looked at Xuan Ming, "What do you think?"

Xuanming opened his eyes. "Can I say I don't want to know you?"

Xue Qinghe's eye twitched slightly. "What do you think?"

"Your Highness, please don't be angry. I was just joking," Xuanming said.

"However, Your Highness also knows that I have a bad temper and speak harshly. The daughter of Sect Leader Ning is delicate and precious, and I'm afraid that my manner might frighten her."

“My child is quite brave; he shouldn’t be scared,” Ning Fengzhi said.

"What if you get scared?" Xuanming asked.

"Let me make this clear first, I'm not good at coaxing people."

"..."

(End of this chapter)