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Lu Yu'an and the Seventh Prince, Qin Zheng, sat on the long table opposite.
"Come, Master Lu, to your honor!" The Seventh Prince, Qin Zheng, raised his wine bowl with a smile and toasted to Lu Yu'an, just as he caught Lu Yu'an's gaze directed at Qin Qing across the way.
"Heh heh, Master Lu, still angry with that Qin Qing? It's not worth it." Qin Zheng chuckled.
Lu Yu'an withdrew his gaze and raised his wine bowl to Qin Zheng, "Angry? Hardly. He's not yet qualified to make me angry."
"Master Lu is absolutely right!" Sikong Tu, seated on the other side of Qin Zheng, spoke up: "What is your cultivation, what is your status, Master Lu? That Qin Qing may have some talent, but talent is just talent after all. Is he even worthy of making Master Lu angry?"
"Haha," Lu Yu'an laughed heartily: "I just can't stand the sight of him, acting all high and mighty while really just a crawling worm, yet without the self-awareness of one."
