Zheng Liyuan, Li Wumian, and a group of high-level figures from the Celestial King Academy stared daggers at Zheng Zhuhe.
He was the one who had given Zeng Quan the idea. If Zheng Zhuhe weren't the strongest prodigy of the Saint Bone Zheng Family, they would have beaten him to death.
At this moment, Zheng Zhuhe hadn't yet noticed their glares.
A graceful figure occupied his mind—Wu Yiyi of the Hundred Flames Trading Company. In truth, the idea had been hers.
"The deans of the academies from the various Small Kingdoms are practically the strongest experts in those kingdoms. As long as you win over these deans, the Celestial King Academy will surely win the hearts and minds of the Hundred Countries."
Those were Wu Yiyi's exact words, which had filled Zheng Zhuhe with even greater admiration for her.
'But why hasn't anyone praised me yet?'
