My System Is Three Thousand Years Early Chapter 552: 144: I'm Not My Parents' Biological Child? (Ple

Chapter 552: Chapter 144: I’m Not My Parents’ Biological Child? (Please Subscribe)

Cheng Guang looked at Zhou Qingxu stuck to the bottom of the Flying Boat like a piece of rag clinging to the hull, with a rich smile on his face.

At this ti.

Zhou Qingxu, though pale and wheezing weakly, was still conscious.

He heard Cheng Guang’s voice, slowly opened his eyes, and with effort lifted his eyelids to look at Cheng Guang.

The mont Zhou Qingxu saw Cheng Guang, his whole person seed to fray at the edges.

His already pale face beca ghastly white.

“How can it be you??”

Zhou Qingxu muttered to himself, a hint of fear unavoidably spreading in his eyes.

This fear did not stem from Cheng Guang’s formidable strength.

But rather, it was an unknown fear.

Zhou Qingxu realized he couldn’t see through or penetrate the true nature of Cheng Guang, the Town-Nation Duke’s Heir.

Previously in Hundred Mile City, Zhou Qingxu thought he was on the verge of taking down Great Zhou.

But who could have expected that Cheng Guang, the Town-Nation Duke’s Heir, would still possess such abilities? He didn’t know by what ans Cheng Guang managed to keep his Black-faced Vajra Buddha from even daring to get close to him, flipping Zhou Qingxu away with a slap.

If this ti my luck hadn’t been hard enough, I might well have actually died, capsized in a gutter.

These recollections made Zhou Qingxu extrely uncomfortable.

“I was sent flying by a palm strike from the Black-faced Vajra Buddha; even if I didn’t consciously control my direction, I shouldn’t have run into the Town-Nation Duke’s Heir just like that.”

“I originally wanted to avoid him at all costs. How co I have encountered this Town-Nation Duke’s Heir again?”

Zhou Qingxu pondered to himself, discomfort appearing on his face.

“Mr. Zhou, care to co up for a chat?”

“A cup of refreshing tea will warm the body nicely too.”

Cheng Guang stood with his hands behind his back at the railing, looking down at Zhou Qingxu from above.

Zhou Qingxu, however, did not respond and bowed his head, pretending to play dead.

Cheng Guang stopped talking.

Zhou Qingxu did not hear Cheng Guang’s voice.

He let out a sigh of relief subconsciously.

Zhou Qingxu had thought that Cheng Guang, the Town-Nation Duke’s Heir, had decided to let him off the hook. It seed reasonable after all, without Zhou Qingxu there, Great Yuan was bound to lose; and with tricks like his, the Town-Nation Duke’s Heir might wish to spare him in an attempt to win him over.

As thoughts tumbled in Zhou Qingxu’s mind, he planned to leave this place, but when he tried to slightly mobilize the Qi within his body,

he discovered an invisible yet tangible Power of the Primordial Spirit sweeping down upon him from above.

“Princely Heir, you…!?”

Zhou Qingxu’s expression showed a hint of alarm as he hastily looked up at the railing to the Town-Nation Duke’s Heir and urgently exclaid,

“Duke of the State’s Heir, what are you doing?”

At this point in ti.

Zhou Qingxu was extrely nervous.

Having been struck by the Black-faced Vajra Buddha, he had sustained serious injuries, and despite his profound cultivation, recovery was not an easy matter.

He would need to recuperate for at least ten days to half a month.

During this period.

Ordinary Sky-n were not sothing Zhou Qingxu feared much.

However.

Whenever Zhou Qingxu faced soone like Cheng Guang, he subconsciously beca on edge.

Cheng Guang, seeing how Zhou Qingxu was so nervous, slightly curled the corners of his mouth, a trace of a smile appearing on his face, “Mr. Zhou, don’t be nervous.”

“I rely wish to invite you for a cup of tea.”

“Surely, Mr. Zhou, you won’t refuse such a basic courtesy?”

Cheng Guang’s smile was gentle, his deanor noble and gracious, but his unflustered emotions made it impossible for soone as heavily-minded as Zhou Qingxu to grasp what Cheng Guang was thinking at that mont.

Zhou Qingxu scowled but soon took a deep breath, suppressing all his negative emotions, then regained his composure.

“Fine, the Duke of the State’s Heir wishes to invite for tea, and I suppose I must afford him that respect.”

Zhou Qingxu’s hands hung slightly at his sides, he no longer resisted, allowing Cheng Guang’s Power of the Primordial Spirit to pull him onto the deck of the Flying Boat.

When Zhou Qingxu’s feet landed on the deck of the Flying Boat, he inadvertently clenched his fists upon seeing Cheng Guang, who appeared innocuous in front of him.

At the sa ti.

Zhou Qingxu also couldn’t help but take a step back to maintain a certain distance from Cheng Guang.

The tension in his eyes was naturally not feigned.

Cheng Guang didn’t particularly care whether Zhou Qingxu was nervous, or feared him for whatever else.

He went off on his own to the other side of the Flying Boat’s deck to fetch a pot of tea.

After sitting down, he invited Zhou Qingxu to do the sa.

“Mr. Zhou, please, take a seat.”

This scene eerily reminded Zhou Qingxu of sothing familiar.

Back on the Flying Boat that day, it was Zhou Qingxu himself who had reversed roles to beco the host.

This ti, however, he truly experienced what it ant to be the “guest.”

Zhou Qingxu sat down, resting his hands on his knees, displaying a level of restraint he had never shown before.

Cheng Guang ignored Zhou Qingxu, picked up the teapot, and poured a piping hot cup of tea for Zhou Qingxu, the fragrance of clear tea beginning to fill the air.

Then he poured one for himself.

And tasted it unhurriedly.

Cheng Guang was patient by nature.

But Zhou Qingxu at this point was becoming impatient.

Unable to see through Cheng Guang, or determine his trump cards, and clueless about Cheng Guang’s sudden interest in him, Zhou Qingxu was extrely nervous.

“Princely Heir, your invitation for to co up here surely wasn’t just for tasting tea. If there’s sothing on your mind, just co out with it.”

Zhou Qingxu said, adding another sentence.

“As of now, I have no intention of aiding Great Yuan in their attacks against Great Zhou anymore, so the Princely Heir may rest assured on this matter.”