"Cheng Ji."
Ziyue looked seriously at the long-haired man before her and said.
"There aren't many people who could earn such a rating from you."
"We've known each other for many years, and the number can be counted on one hand."
The long-haired man smiled slightly.
"He's one of those you've recruited; you probably know better than I do how capable he is. Moreover, you've never taken your eyes off him since he entered with these achievements. You're of a certain age now, so I doubt you're involved in any cougar situations."
The mood, initially pleasant, instantly vanished.
After knowing each other for centuries, Ziyue knew Cheng Ji had a foul mouth, but she hadn't expected it could be this bad. Any goodwill she had was completely wiped out.
The scene at the banquet.
A large screen showed Ziyue's face.
This charming matron had already adjusted her expression and was smiling at everyone at the banquet scene.
