Lu Yun didn’t know what to say anymore. He highly suspected that the Azureclad Duke had a complex about his sister.

Qing Ting recovered her senses as well and glared furiously at her brother, almost grinding her teeth to pieces.

“You say you want to join Coiling Dragon City so you can participate in the Dragonling Assembly?” Leng Che stepped forward in his traditional robe. He’d noticed that the duke’s mentality was unbalanced—likely due to Qing Ting’s thorough beating of him.

“Yes.” Lu Yun nodded.

“My name is Leng Che, I am titled the Poisondragon Duke. I will be representing the city for this time’s Dragonling Assembly. The entirety of Coiling Dragon possesses only five spots—His Grace and the miss each have one. The other three are going to me and two other titled duke half step kings. By what right or...