But as soon as that young man began to speak, he started praising his own grandmother.
Gongsun Feixue was dumbfounded.
Hmm???
Who is this sweet-talker, making people lose their sense of direction?
Hmm?? Where did that brave and wise, calm and collected, legendary figure go, who, as the tales say, could swallow Wan Li like a tiger, and whose tens of thousands of soldiers in ferocious Qilin helmets were fighting?
She suddenly felt that the bold and spirited young man had suddenly shed the mask of legend, and became approachable, letting out a snort of laughter, and seemed ready to apologize for her impoliteness.
But when she looked up, she saw Li Guanyi with his eyes wide open, the young man's skin apparently not yet impervious to all poisons and invulnerable to all weapons, looking a bit stiff and awkward.
The poor ruler, Li Guanyi, was desperately flattering Gongsun Wuyue beneath his crown.
