"Your Highness, why are you here?" The priest in white who looked arrogant before quickly came down from the high platform, put his right hand on his shoulder, and made an elegant courtesy to Gong Moxi.
Gong Moxi's platinum-gold glazed eyes were filled with warm light, "How can I not come to this grand gathering of geniuses?"
Di Ming, who was behind Gong Moxi, rolled his eyes speechlessly.
Gong Moxi, this hypocritical guy! They were obviously here to support Yun Qingyan and the others!
"Under the brilliance of His Highness the Holy Son, we are no more than a grain of light! How can we be called a genius by His Highness? Your Highness is so ridiculous!" The young man surnamed Zhou, who was very arrogant before, suddenly changed his face and was instantly flattered.
Yun Qingyan and others were speechless.
Gong Moxi only said one sentence about the gathering of geniuses, and he put himself into it. He was so thick-skinned that it was outrageous.
Qiu Chuchu, who originally planned to instigate the young man surnamed Zhou to teach Yun Qingyan a lesson, had his eyes shining, staring closely at the person not far away who was shining like a star.
His Royal Highness, the Unparalleled Son of the Holy Son, has a noble status, handsome appearance, and extraordinary bearing. Even his cultivation talent is so powerful that it is shocking!
If she could reach the throne of the Holy Son in the palace, she would be worry-free for the rest of her life!
"Sister Yun... Why do I feel that this legendary holy son of the palace looks so familiar?" Fatty Yu carefully poked Yun Qingyan.
"I feel the same way." Ji Siwen nodded in agreement.
Yun rolled his eyes silently, "His Royal Highness the Holy Son's real name is Gong Moxi."
As soon as Yun Qingyan finished speaking, Fatty Yu pulled his sleeve nervously.
"Sister Yun! This is the palace's territory! How can you call His Royal Highness the Holy Son by his first name? This will be considered disrespectful!"
If it's in other places, it doesn't matter what they say, but if it's other people's territory, let's not be so arrogant, right
"Yeah.
Yun Qingyan, I also think Xiaopang is right. After all, it is the holy city of the palace, and we still have to give them some face. The mighty dragon can't overpower the local snake! "Ji Siwen rarely showed off his 'online IQ' and expressed his agreement with Big Fatty Yu's statement,
Yun Qingyan glanced at the two people who were making a fuss and asked, "Do you remember Xi Mo?"
"Remember, remember." Ji Siwen nodded repeatedly, deeply impressed by the mysterious young man wearing a mask.
When they first met, the other person gave him an unfathomable feeling.
He scratched his head, "Why are you mentioning him? We haven't seen him since the Secret Valley Trial."
Logically speaking, such talent and magnanimity should not be buried in the First Academy. But I don’t know why there is no news from the other party.
Compared with Ji Siwen's confusion, Big Fatty Yu was much smarter than him. He stared closely at the figure that was as warm and shining as divine light, and suddenly said, "His Royal Highness the Son of God is... Brother Xi Mo?"
Ji Siwen and others seemed to have been awakened and suddenly realized.
Although the color of his eyes and hair have changed, his gentle and lotus-like temperament has not changed at all!
"Is he really Xi Mo?" Ji Siwen asked Yun Qingyan in a low voice.
Now everyone's thoughts are on Gong Moxi, but no one's thoughts are on their side.
Ji Siwen felt excited. Considering the past friendship, Xi Mo wouldn't just sit back and watch, right? And this time it was obviously the palace that made a mistake.
"I heard that you haven't received the notification of the change of the competition?" While Ji Siwen was making some calculations in his mind, Gong Moxi's smiling eyes were already looking over, warm and dazzling.
The clear voice was at least three-quarters distant and seven-quarters polite, with just the right touch.
Good night~
(End of chapter)