312: Sikong Changfeng: If you keep shaking it, it'll fall apart.

Huang Rong felt a bit worried in her heart. She took a deep breath and walked towards where Duan Zhengchun was located.

This man was none other than the Third City Lord, Sikong Changfeng.

When Huang Rong and Sikong Changfeng appeared, Duan Zhengchun had already noticed them.

Just as Huang Rong reached him, Duan Zhengchun turned back to look at her, a playful smile at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Duan Zhengchun suddenly look up at her, Huang Rong knew she had been exposed.

This guy had noticed her long ago but hadn't called her out, which made Huang Rong suddenly feel a sense of powerlessness.

“Did you notice me a long time ago?” Huang Rong looked at Duan Zhengchun with a face full of displeasure.

“So what if I did?”

“What is your purpose for coming here?” Duan Zhengchun looked at Huang Rong with a smile.

“You... how can you be like this?” Huang Rong felt a bit wronged in her heart.

She couldn't exactly say, 'This young lady has taken a liking to you.' If she said that and word got out, how could she face anyone again?

“Hmm? Young lady, do we know each other?”

“Speaking like that might cause a misunderstanding.” Duan Zhengchun looked at Huang Rong with a dazed expression.

He naturally recognized Huang Rong's identity; he was just acting this way on purpose to tease the girl. Seeing her look so frantic was quite interesting.

“Misunderstanding my foot, you did it on purpose.” Huang Rong's chest heaved violently with anger as her large eyes glared at Duan Zhengchun.

“Getting angry so easily? That doesn't seem like you.” Duan Zhengchun looked at Huang Rong with a smile.

The others were also looking curiously at this beautiful young woman in the yellow dress with a petite figure.

At the same time, they looked at Duan Zhengchun with faces full of gossip, their eyes darting back and forth between him and Huang Rong.

“Prince Duan is truly Prince Duan. Even after coming to Snow Moon City, such a beautiful woman has chased after him. Heavens, what exactly is the relationship between them?”

“Why does it look like Prince Duan doesn't know her, yet his tone of voice sounds like they're familiar? What's going on?” Sikong Qianluo's eyes widened with curiosity, her mind racing as she pondered the relationship between Duan Zhengchun and Huang Rong.

“Old Tang, tell me, what’s the relationship between this girl and Prince Duan?” Sikong Qianluo pulled on Tang Lian and asked in a low voice.

“I'm not sure either, but looking at this girl's expression, why does it feel like Prince Duan abandoned her?” Tang Lian replied softly.

The two thought they were being very discreet, but every single word reached Duan Zhengchun's ears.

Duan Zhengchun's face darkened. Weren't these two a bit too bold? Was it really appropriate to say such things right in front of him?

“If you two have something to say, you can say it directly. There's no need to be so cautious.” Duan Zhengchun looked at Tang Lian and Sikong Qianluo with a half-smile.

Being caught in the act of gossiping immediately caused a wave of embarrassment to wash over Tang Lian and Sikong Qianluo's faces.

“Hehe... that, we didn't say anything!”

“We were just curious, does the Prince know this lady?” Sikong Qianluo racked her brains to find a poor excuse to change the subject.

Hearing Sikong Qianluo's words, Tang Lian immediately covered his face with one hand, lowering his head and not daring to look at her.

Couldn't you find another reason? Isn't this reason too idiotic?

Are you treating everyone present as a fool?

Given the situation between these two, they clearly know each other.

Duan Zhengchun's mouth twitched. This girl... Duan Zhengchun didn't even know what to say. Should he say he knew her or not?

“We know each other, of course we do. This guy abandoned me.” Huang Rong blurted out. Instantly, the scene fell into a dead silence.

Everyone looked over with expressions of shock.

When they saw three stunning beauties there, they all looked at Duan Zhengchun, who was surrounded in the middle, with envious eyes.

“Holy crap, what kind of luck does this kid have? To have so many beauties by his side.”

“Having even one such peerless beauty would mean your ancestral grave is smoking with luck, but this kid has three. It's too damn frustrating.”

“I want to stab someone. It's bad enough you have so many women, but you're even parading them around here.”

“Then go on, hurry up. These people's identities clearly aren't simple. Go quickly, maybe you'll leave a 'deep impression' on these beauties.”

“Holy crap, are you sure it's not a 'grave impression'?”

“Are you sure that's how you use 'grave impression'?”

At this moment, another handsome man who looked to be only about thirty years old walked in through the door, carrying a wine gourd in his hand.

The smell of alcohol emanated from him.

When the people of the Ascending Heaven Pavilion saw the newcomer, their expressions changed and they hurried forward to greet him.

Just as they were about to say something, they heard a voice ring out in their minds and immediately stopped in their tracks.

“Fine, just act like nothing happened.”

The newcomer was none other than Baili Dongjun. Baili Dongjun tilted his head back and took a gulp of wine, but his eyes glanced toward Duan Zhengchun and the others sitting in the corner.

However, in the next second, Baili Dongjun's movements paused for a moment, and he was quite surprised in his heart.

Because he discovered that the other party was looking at him with a half-smile.

At this time, Sikong Qianluo also noticed Duan Zhengchun looking behind her. She was puzzled, not knowing what Duan Zhengchun was looking at.

Turning around, she immediately saw two familiar figures.

Sikong Qianluo stood up in surprise and ran toward the two.

“Ah, Uncle Baili, you're here. Dad...” Sikong Qianluo looked a bit embarrassed when she saw her father.

In contrast, she was much more relaxed and natural in front of Baili Dongjun.

“Oh, little Qianluo is here too. Didn't you go out? When did you get back? Why didn't you come to your Eldest Uncle's place?” Baili Dongjun smiled and reached out to rub Sikong Qianluo's head.

“Heehee... I just got back a few days ago. I was accompanying a friend to challenge the Ascending Heaven Pavilion and haven't had time to go pay my respects at your place, Eldest Uncle.” Sikong Qianluo pulled on Baili Dongjun's hand and spoke coquettishly.

“You don't need to explain that to me. You'd better explain it to the one in your family.” Baili Dongjun smiled and waved his hand.

As Baili Dongjun's voice fell, Sikong Changfeng walked over with a dark face.

Seeing her father's expression, Sikong Qianluo couldn't help but shrink her neck.

She knew her father's temper very well. He must be furious that she snuck out this time.

Now that she was back, she hadn't even gone home but instead came to the Ascending Heaven Pavilion with a friend. The next part was definitely going to be rough.

“Dad... what, what a coincidence? You're here too.” Sikong Qianluo forced a smile that looked worse than crying.

“You still know I'm your father?” Sikong Changfeng looked at his precious daughter with a dark face.

“Oh, Dad, of course you're my father. Besides, you're the best father in the world.”

“I could forget anyone but I could never forget my father.” Sikong Qianluo went forward, grabbing her father's hand and shaking it continuously to act spoiled.

This bout of 'death shaking' immediately made Sikong Changfeng feel a massive headache.

What he couldn't stand most was this move of his daughter's. Every time she used it, he would surrender.

“Alright, stop shaking. Any more shaking and I'll fall apart.” Sikong Changfeng spoke helplessly.