Since arriving in Central State, Duanmu Chou had been laughing all the way.
After all, this was the Divine Dynasty, where the greatest master of the age resided, as well as the most fearsome killer of the era.
However, when Shen Feng laughed, Duanmu Chou could no longer find his own smile.
Previously, when Shen Feng mentioned the dead camp, he laughed as well—a scornful laugh. Duanmu Chou could tell, but since Shen Feng's disdain was rather subtle, Duanmu Chou could ignore it.
But now, Shen Feng's undisguised mockery and contempt froze the Sect Master of the Beast Taming Sect's smile on his handsome face.
"Why does the Crown Prince mock me so?"
"In the eyes of the Crown Prince, am I not worthy of the Divine Consort?"
"I am the Sect Master of the Beast Taming Sect and the future ruler of Yun State."
...
Shen Feng's smile faded as he locked eyes with Duanmu Chou and spoke word by word, "You shouldn't even think about it, Sect Master Duanmu. I'm saying this for your own good."
