"Young Master Yang, you have quite a way with words!"
Princess Changyang's eyes sparkled as she looked at Yang Zhen. Her smile was as blooming as a flower, under the thunderous, ominous sky, it seemed as if a myriad of flowers were in full bloom.
Yang Zhen waved his hand, "Not at all, not at all. My eloquence is nowhere near the top. I have a senior brother who is greatly talented. His literary skill can bring peace to the world, and his martial ability can stabilize the universe. He is the true genius of our time!"
Princess Changyang was taken aback and asked, "May I know the name of this senior brother of yours? Truly, the world is filled with remarkable people!"
"I won't tell you his name, you can guess it yourself. He's a dragon among men, a red hare among horses, famously known as the number one handsome man in the world."
Yang Zhen winked at Princess Changyang, putting on a I-am-so-handsome-please-praise-me look.
