Chapter 289:I Just Can’t Stand His Highness’s Att.i.tude To Master
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The next day, in the morning.
In front of the Imperial Preceptor’s residence, a man in a plain white robe stood facing the morning light. The breeze gently fluttered his wide robe. His gaze was always on the road not far away.
Beside Qi Yuan stood a young man in a light green robe. The jade leaf-shaped pendant on his body confirmed his ident.i.ty. He was a high-level spirit arts master from the Imperial Preceptor’s Mansion.
“Master, His Highness has never taken you seriously. The Night Justice Bureau often goes against our Imperial Preceptor’s residence. It’s a little inappropriate for you to wait for His Highness here,” the green-robed man said to Qi Yuan. When he mentioned His Highness, his eyes were filled with disgust.
Qi Yuan glanced at the green-robed man indifferently. “Qing Yi, do I usually teach you to gossip behind people’s backs?”
Yao Qingyi could tell that there was a hint of coldness in Qi Yuan’s tone. He hurriedly lowered his head and pretended to be respectful, hiding the resentment that flashed across his eyes. “It’s my fault. I just can’t stand His Highness’s att.i.tude towards you, Master.”
“His Highness is a prince, and I’m just a subject of the Northern Kingdom. In terms of status, His Highness is indeed more honorable than me,” Qi Yuan said slowly. “So don’t let me hear you say anything bad about His Highness in the future. Otherwise, the Imperial Preceptor’s residence won’t tolerate you.”
When Yao Qingyi heard Qi Yuan’s words, the resentment in his eyes deepened, but he still said obediently, “Yes, I will follow Master’s teachings.”
As the two of them spoke, a gorgeous carriage flew over from not far away and barged into Qi Yuan’s line of sight.
Qi Yuan’s thin lips curled up.
Creak—
The carriage stopped steadily in front of the Imperial Preceptor’s residence. Yan Bei, who was in charge of driving the carriage, jumped down from the carriage and bowed to Qi Yuan with cupped fists. “Greetings, Imperial Preceptor.”
Qi Yuan smiled and nodded at Yan Bei.
Right on the heels of that, a pretty figure emerged from the carriage. Like an agile cat, she jumped down.
The sky-blue dress perfectly accentuated the young girl’s lively and playful temperament. Her bun was decorated with white fluffy rabbits, adding a hint of her unique charm.
There was a bright smile on Shen Yaowei’s bare face as she bowed to Qi Yuan. “Greetings, Imperial Preceptor.”
“Miss Shen.” Qi Yuan also smiled and greeted Shen Yaowei. Then, his gaze landed on the carriage again.
Huo Junhan slowly got out of the carriage and glanced at Qi Yuan indifferently.
The two of them happened to look at each other.
Taking in Qi Yuan’s expectant gaze, Huo Junhan said calmly, “Sorry to disturb you early in the morning. Thank you, Imperial Preceptor.”
His indifferent tone froze the smile on Qi Yuan’s face.
“Your Highness, you’re treating me like an outsider,” Qi Yuan said in a gentle tone. “This isn’t a place to talk. Let’s go in and talk.”
With that, Qi Yuan turned around and walked into the Imperial Preceptor’s residence.
Yao Qingyi looked deeply at Shen Yaowei and Huo Junhan before quickly following Qi Yuan.
Huo Junhan and Shen Yaowei walked slowly at the back.
“Junhan, did you tell the Imperial Preceptor in advance that we were coming?” Shen Yaowei lowered her voice and asked Huo Junhan.
“No,” Huo Junhan replied calmly.
“Then he seemed to have specially waited for us at the door just now. How did he know that we were coming?” Shen Yaowei’s eyes flashed with a starry light. “Could it be that he calculated in advance?”
Huo Junhan nodded indifferently. “He’s best at this..”