With her noble identity, exceptional status, and stunning beauty, Zi Qiong was pursued and adored wherever she went. When had she ever been subjected to such disrespect?
Moreover, Qingmo Province was a remote and underdeveloped Daozhou, and everything here was beneath her notice. As for Su Han, he had barely made it onto the list of prodigies. If it weren't for the Tian Lou Saint speaking on his behalf, she wouldn't have given him a second look; after all, even her own suitors included geniuses from that very list. Compared to the prodigies she knew, Su Han—whether in terms of innate talent, background, or even appearance and temperament—was like a frog at the bottom of a well. He was crude and vulgar, and she couldn't be bothered to spare him another glance.
