After becoming the prince of the demon clan, the beautiful master pampers him every day

Chu Xinglan looked at him in puzzlement, very confused.

"Aren't you afraid of something happening? We don't even know what happened just now."

Han Feiyu said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter if it doesn't kill people. Besides, I don't feel anything bad about it. On the contrary, it makes me feel refreshed."

He said with some pain on his face: "It was just a cup that was wasted just now. How many spirit stones did it cost?"

Chu Xinglan's mouth twitched, and he resigned himself to his fate and poured him another glass.

Han Feiyu looked like he was holding some rare treasure and couldn't wait to take a sip.

The familiar feeling enveloped him, and Han Feiyu closed his eyes in intoxication again.

The four people next to him stared at him intently, wanting to see if he would behave like before. However, this time they were disappointed, as Han Feiyu quickly opened his eyes.

“What a great tea!”

As he spoke, he sipped the tea in the cup. Song Ling instantly lost interest and stood up.

"gone."

Having said that, he walked towards his room.

Chu Xinglan looked at Han Feiyu who was still intoxicated by the spiritual tea, left the teapot on the table, and called Li Wen and the others to go back to their rooms to practice.

On the morning of the fourth day, when Chu Xinglan woke up in bed, he had turned into a beast. Calculating the time, the effect of one pill was better than expected and could last for about five days.

Sang Yunqi gave him ten pills in total, which took him a month to prepare. Now it turns out that they can be used for almost two months.

Chu Xinglan rolled comfortably on the bed for a few times. When he saw that the time was almost up, he took out another pill and put it into his mouth.

When he finished packing, there was a knock on the door, followed by Song Ling's voice.

"Brother Chu, we'll be in Yecheng soon. Are you up?"

Chu Xinglan responded, opened the door and walked out.

"Is everyone ready?"

"Well, let's go to Yecheng for breakfast today."

……

Yecheng is not within the territory of Cangyun State. Of course, this is not accurate. The Cangyue State to which it belongs is a vassal state of Cangyun, but Cangyun State does not interfere in their internal affairs.

The five people passed the inspection at the city gate and entered the city.

Yecheng does look just as Song Ling said, not very prosperous. The overall style looks more serious, with a hint of desolation.

Several people looked at the pedestrians hurrying along the street and the buildings of strange styles, their faces full of curiosity.

Song Ling walked in front, talking as he walked.

"This Cang Yue country was not originally called this name. Later, after sending envoys to Cang Yun to pay tribute, they changed their name directly."

Chu Xinglan could clearly sense the disdain in his tone when he said this and was a little puzzled.

"You seem to look down on them?"

Song Ling nodded as a matter of course: "Cang Yue was almost destroyed by Xuan Yue, so he fled to Cang Yun. Look at the name of the country he changed, it also contains the word "Yue", which is also meant to please Xuan Yue."

Song Ling really looked down on the royal family of Cang Yue. Instead of trying to improve the country's strength and do real work, they had to resort to unconventional methods. Not only did they have no backbone, they also seemed petty.

Several people seemed to be thinking about something, only Han Feiyu sneered.

"People like you who are so high and mighty naturally don't understand the difficulties they face in surviving in the cracks. Who in this world doesn't want to live with dignity? Ask the beggars on the street, maybe each of them has thought about becoming a noble or a prime minister."

"Whether they have some ulterior motives or they are using crooked means, to put it bluntly, they are just trying to survive. At least they haven't destroyed their country yet, right? Do they have to make trouble until the country is destroyed and the people are displaced to be considered courageous?"

Chu Xinglan looked at Han Feiyu in surprise. It was the first time he heard him speak so harshly.

Song Ling frowned and looked at him.

"If what you said is true, then just to survive we can become bandits and kill people and burn things? But beggars have hands and feet, so why can't they earn a living? They are just lazy and cunning people."

"And I just don't like what the royal family does, but I didn't say it's wrong."

Han Feiyu glanced at him with icy eyes, "As expected of a prince of a great country, you have extraordinary bearing and unyielding pride, but you have never lowered your noble head to see what the world is like, right?"

"You can tell right from wrong with just a few words. But it's true. Aren't the rules of this world set by people like you who are so high up?"

If Han Feiyu was just expressing his own opinion before, which could be considered as communication, then these words were obviously offensive.

Song Ling grew up in the love of everyone, and except for the fact that he had no temper towards Chu Xinglan, he had never had a very good temper.

After hearing Han Feiyu's harsh words, their tempers flared up, and the two of them ignored the gazes of the people around them and started quarreling directly in the street.

Xun Wenguang was stunned, he had no idea how things had developed to this point. Before entering the city, weren't everyone still talking and laughing, saying that they would treat themselves and have a good meal?

He was hungry, and these two still had the energy to quarrel here!

Chu Xinglan had never interrupted before, and now he did not rush to try to stop the fight.

In this matter, neither of them was wrong, and he could understand what each of them meant, especially he could feel that Han Feiyu was not simply talking about the Cang Yue Kingdom.

Because his emotions came too suddenly and were so real, it was as if Song Ling had touched his sore spot, so he fought back angrily and spoke without thinking.

Moreover, in this world, each person has his own reasons. How can it be explained clearly in just a few words?

However, seeing more and more people gathering around to watch the fun, Chu Xinglan decided to take his people away first.

There must be still cultivators in this city now. If one of them is recognized as a disciple of Cangqiong Mountain, it would be too embarrassing and would damage the reputation of Cangqiong Mountain.

He did not try to settle the case between the two men. He just walked forward, used his powerful force to separate the two men one by one, and dragged them out.

He also did not forget to greet Li Wen and Xun Wenguang behind him.

"Let's go, first find a place to stay and have breakfast. I'm starving."

Seeing the whispering and pointing around them, Song Ling and Han Feiyu calmed down a lot and struggled gently, and Chu Xinglan let go.

Two people, one on each side, followed in silence, but their faces showed signs of being unconvinced.

Chu Xinglan found an inn that looked decent, booked a room and ordered breakfast, then went upstairs with Song Ling and Han Feiyu.

He picked one at random and threw the two of them in.

Song Ling was somewhat used to it. He brushed the dust off his butt and got up.

"Brother Chu, what are you doing? I haven't eaten yet."