He remembered that he had copied the main content of Han Fei's later masterpiece, which was famous in the seven countries, in advance.
Looking at Han Fei, who didn't know anything at all, Wang Ling felt a little sorry for him.
He rubbed his chin and muttered shamelessly in his heart.
"Why don't I find an opportunity to help Han Fei take care of his sister?”
Thinking of Princess Hong Lian from Han Country, Wang Ling could not help but feel a little moved.
After paying more attention to Han Fei, he set his eyes on the Ji Pavilion not far away from him.
He could see who was inside almost all the cubicles, but the Ji Pavilion not far from him was covered with the curtains of the pavilion.
He could only vaguely see a graceful figure kneeling behind the light purple curtain.
From Wang Ling's position, he could faintly smell a faint fragrance.
It was different from the faint fragrance of the Startling Salamander. It was a unique fragrance.
"Violet Maiden."
Smelling this fragrance, Wang Ling's eyes revealed a hint of interest.
As the old saying goes, one can recognize a beauty by smelling a fragrance.
Although he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he could tell from the fragrance and the graceful figure behind the curtain.
He was already very interested.
While Wang Ling was sizing up these people, these people were also sizing him up.
Han Fei, Jing Ke, and the Purple Girl had never seen Wang Ling before.
However, from his silver-colored robe with red patterns, one could already tell that his background was definitely extraordinary.
In particular, the red patterns on the silver background that the Wang Clan often used had a hint of a militarist's killing intent.
Was it the person in charge of the army, or was it an ordinary son of a noble in the General's Estate?
In a split second, most of the people in Hidden Dragon Palace had already made this guess and doubt.
Jing Ke's gaze, on the other hand, rested on the Startling Salamander beside Wang Ling.
Because he vaguely sensed that this woman who looked like a dancer was not simple.
It actually gave him a sense of danger.
Other than Jing Ke, there was another person who couldn't help but take a second look at the Startling Salamander.
Yan Chunjun glanced at the Startling Salamander, then at the two palace maids in his arms. Suddenly, he lost his interest in seeking pleasure.
He pushed the two maids aside in disappointment and glared at Wang Ling. However, he suppressed his domineering personality and did not dare to act rashly.
After all, although he had a high position and power in the Yan Country, there were really many people in the Qin Country that he could not afford to offend.
Yan Dan, who was half a step behind Wang Ling to the cubicle next to him, could not help but change his expression when he saw him.
"It's actually him…!"
As a hostage in the State of Qin's Xianyang City, Yan Dan naturally knew very well that there was a person in the limelight in the State of Qin.
Great Qin's Legatee, Wang Ling.
At the same time, he was also the young general of the Wang Clan, which controlled a large army in the State of Qin.
After seeing who the others were, Yan Dan was almost certain.
This young man was definitely the one who couldn't be provoked among the 8 people who participated in the treasure trade in Hidden Dragon Palace.
Whether it was his extraordinary identity or the country he was in.
Yan and Han were really far from the strong Qin.
Even if his father, the King of Yan, was here, he would not dare to be so presumptuous to Great Qin's Legatee.
Yan Dan couldn't help but take a deep look at Wang Ling and then at Yan Chunjun.
He was really a little worried that this Uncle Wang, who was used to being domineering in Yan Country, would do something unwise later.
This place was still within the State of Qin.
With Wang Ling's status as the emperor's teacher and the young general, it was easy for him to mobilize the Qin army stationed in the city.
At that time, if anything happened, it would definitely not be good news for the Yan Country.
That was because what the Qin country wanted the most was a reason and excuse to send troops and ask for compensation.
Even though the Yan Country was far away, it was the same.
Wang Ling was naturally not interested in what most people thought.
When he heard footsteps on one side of Hidden Dragon Palace, he had already moved his attention to one side of the lobby.
A tall man wearing a dark-colored robe with a strand of white hair tied to his head walked in from the passageway.
There was a hidden dragon mark of Hidden Dragon Palace on the front of his robe. He looked a bit shrewd like a gambler.
"Situ Wanli greets you, honored guests. I'm honored to be the steward of Hidden Dragon Palace and preside over this Treasure Trading Convention.”
"I hope that all the distinguished guests can take care of me and make friends with me.”
Situ Wanli walked to the table in the middle of the hall and cupped his fists in the direction of Wang Ling and the others.
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