"Since we're all here for the conference, let's go together." Mu Yunfei returned the document to Gu Yuexi, making an inviting "after you" gesture. His bearing was elegant and impeccable.
Li Wenbo and the others exchanged glances. Though still feeling resentful and annoyed, they didn't dare say another word now that Mu Yunfei had spoken.
With the help of two companions, Ouyang Yunhe staggered to his feet, his face flushing and paling by turns.
He shot a hateful glare at Gu Yuexi's retreating back. His lips moved, but in the end, he didn't dare to utter another threat.
That last attack had truly scared him witless.
'I must have the worst luck today,' he thought. 'How did I manage to run into a prodigy from one of the mainland provinces?'
In the Great Xia Federation, with its dozens of mainland provinces and billions of people, only three or four hundred prodigies a year were deemed worthy by the top academies in the Capital City.
