The Great Elder imdiately ca out to greet them. "Your Majesty... Mr. Yu, what brings you to Mo City again?"
Yu Xiheng, resting his head on his hand, didn't respond to the greeting. "The classes are quite interesting. You may continue them."
The Great Elder was montarily stunned but quickly recovered. "Of course, no problem at all. We will start the second session of the Love Psychology class right away!"
The disciples of the Mo family, who were either practicing martial arts or crafting hidden weapons, were all attending this class for the first ti.
However, the class had received positive feedback.
Even if Yu Xiheng hadn't ntioned it, the Great Elder would have continued it.
"Mhmm," Yu Xiheng said nonchalantly, "Rember to sign up."
Feng San felt a bitter taste in his mouth. "Yes, Brother Nine... I an, Master!"
The mont he addressed him as "Brother Nine," the Great Elder seed ready to kill him.
Feng San quickly escorted Yu Xiheng to his accommodations.
The Great Elder huffed, "That boy, so insolent!"
"Great Elder, he didn't know," Mo Yanwen, standing nearby, said with a warm smile. "His Majesty is approachable and doesn't care about titles. But there is so good news: it seems His Majesty might soon have soone by his side."
"Really?" The Great Elder was astonished. "That would be a miracle!"
Mo Yanwen nodded.
"It's indeed good news," the Great Elder said excitedly before falling silent again. "His Majesty has suffered much."
In ancient tis, people married early; girls married after reaching maturity, and boys wed in their teens.
Fourteen years ago, no one arranged such matters for him. Even after ascending to the throne, he couldn't settle down.
Finally, when stability seed within reach, he died of illness at twenty-seven.
Thus, his life was short, without wife or concubines, children or grandchildren.
Even the next emperor was chosen from the clan.
Mo Yanwen sighed. "But it seems Miss Si has no romantic interest in His Majesty. More effort is needed."
"Really?" The Great Elder was bewildered. "What is she interested in then?"
Mo Yanwen replied, "Money."
The Great Elder fell silent.
He was also quite interested in money.
This seed tricky.
But he believed that with His Majesty's cunning and thods, he would eventually succeed.
"Yanwen, what do you think of the Mo family's chanism City?" The Great Elder stroked his beard. "Can it be unlocked?"
Mo Yanwen shook his head. "It's difficult. The chanisms and hidden weapons in the chanism City are interlinked, with explosives inside. Any wrong move could trigger a chain reaction. Except for the founding ancestor himself, no one can unlock it."
Fifteen hundred years ago, Mo Yanfeng had poured his heart and soul into constructing the Mo family's chanism City.
Due to the difficulty of completing the final step, he sacrificed himself for the city.
He died at the age of twenty-four.
To prevent the chanism City from being compromised, Mo Yanfeng left no written words about it.
Over the years, the Mo family hadn't produced a genius comparable to Mo Yanfeng.
"It seems we'll have to wait," the Great Elder sighed. "Many techniques are still inside the chanism City, and we can't retrieve them. Who knows when we can unlock it."
If only they could travel back in ti like in those TV dramas and ask Mo Yanfeng himself.
But the Great Elder knew such thoughts were fanciful and dismissed them quickly.
For now, he had to contact Xia Da and prepare for the second session of Love Psychology.
**
The next day.
At the Heaven Earth Alliance.
Si Fuqing, Song Wenhua, and three other celebrities were grouped together.
Duan Jingtao and the remaining interns were divided into two groups.
The interns assigned to Duan Jingtao's group were delighted.
Duan Jingtao was already a mber of the Heaven Earth Alliance. His participation in the show was mainly to promote Great Xia's traditional culture, and he wouldn't compete for the final offer.
Following Duan Jingtao ant they could learn more and get closer to the Heaven Earth Alliance.
A win-win situation.
The teacher leading was introducing Great Xia's traditional culture, and when it ca to paper-cutting, Duan Jingtao imdiately said, "My junior sister knows how to do paper-cutting. The New Year window decorations and blessings were all cut by her."
Soone echoed, "Miss Qingwei is truly impressive."
The teacher leading continued to introduce Go, Xiangqi, and other board gas.
"My junior sister knows this too," Duan Jingtao added, "The teacher said she has great talent."
Every ti he spoke, he glanced at Si Fuqing with an air of arrogance and disdain.
Even the slowest intern could see it, not to ntion the savvy Song Wenhua and other celebrities.
Si Fuqing, getting annoyed, paused and said coolly, "Yes, your junior sister knows everything except how to speak for herself."
"..."
A silence fell over the group.
Duan Jingtao was first stunned, then enraged. "What did you say?!"
The other interns, although also fed up, didn't dare to speak up due to Duan Jingtao's status in the Heaven Earth Alliance.
One male intern discreetly gave Si Fuqing a thumbs-up. "Goddess, you're aweso!"
He hadn't t Ji Qingwei, but listening to Duan Jingtao's boasting had already made him dislike her.
"I said," Si Fuqing clapped her hands, "Your junior sister is a once-in-a-lifeti genius who can do everything except being here and showcasing her skill."
Duan Jingtao couldn't contain his anger any longer.
"Jealousy is jealousy," Duan Jingtao sneered. "I've seen plenty of people like you. But your jealousy won't change anything. She's still better and younger than all of you."
Duan Jingtao, who had beco famous at a young age, was arrogant and reckless.
At fifteen, he had been exceptionally promoted to beco the youngest mber of the Heaven Earth Alliance, always proud and wild.
The only person he admired was Ji Qingwei.
He didn't think much of Si Fuqing.
His words made the interns' expressions change.
Was Duan Jingtao insulting all of them?
They had never even t Ji Qingwei and had only heard Duan Jingtao's praises. How could they be jealous? True geniuses were humble and modest.
In contrast, the interns started to resent Ji Qingwei, who had never appeared in public.
Si Fuqing lowered her lashes, feeling a slight warmth from the talisman on her chest.
She felt much lighter.
This proved that her luck retrieval speed had unexpectedly accelerated in these few seconds.
This works too?
Then don't bla her for acting like people's daddy.
"Jealous?" Si Fuqing looked up, raising an eyebrow. "All talk, no action. I've never seen her demonstrate anything herself. Why do I only hear you boasting? Anyone can talk big."
Duan Jingtao was thoroughly enraged. "What can you do? Do you understand Go? If you have the guts, play a ga with !"
Although Go wasn't his specialty, it was a fundantal skill for them.
Duan Jingtao was ranked professionally at the fourth level, far beyond most amateurs.
In the background, Director Qin frowned.
The assistant director hadn't expected Duan Jingtao to be so arrogant. "Old Qin, should you intervene? Does he have a grudge against Miss Si? Why is he speaking so harshly?"
Director Qin put down his thermos and said lightly, "Why should I intervene? Soone's running headlong into trouble; they need to get hurt to learn."
How else would they learn to be humble?
On cara, Si Fuqing and Duan Jingtao sat at opposite sides of a stone table.
In front of them was a Go board.
They were under a tree, looking no different from the old n playing chess nearby.
The interns and celebrity guests watched around them.
Duan Jingtao, dismissive, said, "You go first."
Si Fuqing dared to play Go with him, not knowing the aning of defeat.
A celebrity guest who insisted on challenging a professional shouldn't expect rcy.
"No need." Si Fuqing leaned back in her chair, more arrogant than him, smiling lazily. "To give your junior sister three more minutes of life, I'll let you have a ten-move handicap."
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