Princess Against the World

"??" Gong Li was confused.

"Chen Yuebao!"

"...Who? Junior Sister Yuebao?" He was startled, looked at Chen Yu again, very carefully, and shook his head: "I don't think so!"

One is a fair-skinned, handsome and elegant little fairy.

One is a slovenly man with a big beard!

No matter how you look at it, they don’t look like a family!

The kind that doesn’t even have a dime to worry about! !

But then, he realized that Feng Chenglin's expression didn't look like he was joking.

My heart tightened: "Are you serious?"

"Nonsense, what's the point of telling you a lie? Of course it's true, don't you think it's impossible? I think it's impossible too, but what that guy said so confidently seems to be true."

"..." Gong Li frowned and stopped talking.

"Don't look like this. With your expression like this, I thought there really was some story behind it!" Feng Chenglin joked on my behalf.

But Gong Li didn't laugh.

On the contrary, his expression became more solemn: "If you put it like that, it seems... I remember when I met Yue Bao for the first time, she said that she had a brother, but he was in the lower world and he might never see her again in this life... …”

"Wait a minute, stop it, let me sort it out, what kind of messy relationship is this?" Feng Chenglin was confused.

Is it his reading comprehension that's causing the problem?

"I remember you said that you are the superiors and we are the inferiors. You are several levels higher than us. How come... Chen Yuebao is not at your level?"

"Before she became an official disciple, of course not. Then she awakened her ability and passed the assessment, and she officially became our disciple!"

"..."

Feng Chenglin didn't know what to say for a while.

I'm sorry, this is how the levels of these people are distinguished.

If you become their disciple, you will become a master.

The others have become three religions and nine streams? ?

What kind of bastard rules were established by this bastard? !

Pure nonsense? !

"I thought you were the descendants of the ancient royal family left behind in the human world? It turns out... you are not much different from us in your bones!"

The more Feng Chenglin thought about it, the more disgusted he felt. He curled his lips with disdain on his face.

"According to what you are saying now, as long as we become your sect disciples, then we are not the lowest and humble inferiors?!"

"That's what it says in principle, but in our sect, not just anyone can enter! How many people have wanted to be ours, but they all failed in the end!"

Gong Li shook his head meaningfully.

"Do you know what it will be like if you fail? Once you fail, you will lose the chance to be a human being."

"Don't be so alarmist. We are not newbies who have never seen the world. We have been through many storms and waves. How can we still not enter this small mountain gate like yours?"

Feng Chenglin lost his temper, rolled up his sleeves, put his hands on his hips, and raised his chin proudly.

"Tell me, what is the threshold for entering your sect?"

"..." Gong Li shrank his pupils and said nothing.

"What's wrong? Are you afraid that I can't do it, or do you think that your family's entry threshold is too low and you're embarrassed to say it?" Feng Chenglin's words were obviously provocative.

The kind that deserves a beating.