Chapter 460

Da Wang felt he had misplaced his affection; to keep today's harmonious scene, he deliberately wore a robe similar in color to the clam. Now this guy simply doesn't play by the rules—the promised majestic appearance and professional backing are all gone.

He wishes he could have white skin like the White Marsh; now he can just hide in the thick fog and pretend not to know this 'hooligan dragon'.

Da Wang didn't realize that his childish 'fight' with the harmonious clam had shocked others; even re-educating the idiot spirit beast is now too late, so Da Wang simply gave up letting it perform again.

Looking at the few people below, he felt the effect was also adequate; Da Wang, under the fog's cover, opened the light board to contact Zhu Ti, demanding that this idiot be taken away immediately.

Zhu Ti received the withdrawal notice and returned to the Orchid Terrace Hall again; this time she entered its main hall. When she opened the spirit beast bag to take back the spirit beast in Da Wang's stead, everyone saw the dragon happily spew a big fog at Da Wang, then flick its tail and soar into the air, diving headfirst into the Orchid Terrace Hall.

The scene stayed quiet for a long time; Da Wang sat down and began drinking juice, putting on an air of calm. Again, Lu Tong broke the silence—it was his first time at the Wang Residence, and he had too many questions.

Which hall did the dragon dive into?

Xie Yuan answered: "That's the Orchid Terrace Hall where His Highness handles state affairs."

Oh wow!

There wasn't a single fool present; everyone felt they understood.

From then on, Youzhou had, Lantai Hall had a legend of a true dragon stationed there. You say there's also one in the sea? Oh, the sea between Youzhou and Liaodong originally belonged to the northern border; a divine spirit like a dragon naturally should live in the sea; the only place it appears when coming ashore is surely beside the king; saying more would be inappropriate to state outright—those who understand, understand.

Often, such half‑veiled, mysterious rumors are the ones that spread the widest.

Until the discussion meeting ended, the king felt the atmosphere was very strange. He thought, maybe today's goal had been half‑achieved? Although he hadn't received a notice of mission completion, Qingxu's look at him was different again.

The king thought, if he just made a little more effort, there were still over two months left, and that would be enough.

Just then, "Sir, why aren't you walking with Xietu? What business do you have following the king?"

Xieyuan pointed at the Lantai Hall ahead and said, "It's perfect that we've arrived at the gate of Lantai Hall; I'll follow Your Highness to fetch the writings from this outing, and when I have time I can also help you revise them."

Ah—!

The king: ……

The king, who had been a lively little bok choy just a second ago, quickly wilted.

Xieyuan grabbed a stack of homework and was about to leave; the king eagerly escorted him to the hall gate and asked, eyes pleading, "Sir, my homework isn't good, you won't mind or get angry, right?"

Xieyuan was in an extraordinarily good mood today; tonight he once again proved he hadn't misjudged the king, who, despite his young age, was very clear‑headed.

With a kind expression he smiled at the king and said, "No." He thought, it's just writing another opening for the essay? These two years he's grown used to the king's concise style, which can also be understood during inspections.

The king instantly regained his vigor, eyes sparkling as he waved at his teacher, "Sir, remember your words, and don't become a faithless adult who goes back on his word~"

Xieyuan chuckled; right now he seemed like a child just over ten.

After he went home and opened the king's essay, before long the attendant who tended the brush and ink saw him coldly snapping a brush in half.

Xieyuan said coolly, "I'm afraid I've disappointed Your Highness; I've become an irritable adult."

He flipped through it, then grew too lazy to look, and the entire army was wiped out.

"... Don't bother grinding ink—go call Xietu!"

Soon the attendant returned and reported, "The Fifth Young Master has gone to his teacher's place and will be staying at the Lu household tonight, not coming back."

Xieyuan: ……

Alright