He is the master?!
How can it be?!
Zheng Qian stared blankly at Zhao Yao not far away.
Zhao Yao noticed someone looking at him, turned around and saw a boy of eleven or twelve watching him. The boy was so exquisitely handsome that if it weren't for the arrogance lingering between his brows, he would really be mistaken for a girl dressed as a boy.
This must be Zheng Zhengshi's little brother!
Full of arrogance!
Just a bit too good-looking!
The eighth brother is also very handsome, but there isn't the same arrogance between his brows as in Zheng Zhengshi's little brother.
While Zhao Yao was observing Zheng Qian, Zheng Qian was also scrutinizing Zhao Yao.
This tenth prince was finely carved and jade-like, with eyes that were clear and innocent, and a spirit brimming between his brows. Most importantly, he saw the aura of a dragon between the prince's brows.
He really is the master!
