"Miss Ruobing." Elder Zhuo cupped his hands and sighed, "Luckily you're fine, otherwise Jingming would have gone crazy. These days, he keeps clamoring to rescue you. Old Zhuo here can hardly keep him under control."
"Didn't I tell you not to cause trouble?" Wang Longyan glared at him, "Why can't you just settle down?"
"Yes, yes! As long as Ruobing is safe, I'll do whatever you say." The Third Prince felt a weight lifted off his shoulders and returned to his playful demeanor.
"Zhe Mei used a strategy to deal with that demonic vine, and the situation has been resolved." Wang Longyan briefly summarized the situation and then asked, "How's your bloodline talent now? What's your position in the world's best?"
As soon as his bloodline talent was mentioned, the Third Prince puffed up with pride: "Not bad, not bad. This prince has now reached Class C in the world's best."
"Class C in the world's best?" Wang Longyan frowned slightly, "Isn't that a bit low?"
"What? Low?"
