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"In terms of the spar, it's better to have one less cook spoil the broth, so let the Fourth Prince take the stage." Prince Zhuang, Chu Qingsong said solemnly: "What does the Princely Heir think?"
"Oh—?"
Cheng Tianfeng glanced at Chu Zhiyuan.
Wasn't Chu Zhiyuan one of the few who first greeted him? In retrospect, was it to assess his own strengths and weaknesses in advance?
Had he not already been secretly preparing for this?
Unfortunately, his efforts were in vain.
Having practiced the Turtle Concealing Secret Technique, his cultivation was fully concealed, and with the Heavenly Hidden Pendant bestowed by his master, it could obscure his aura from any scrutiny.
He couldn't discern my true strength.
But I also couldn't see through his. Even if I couldn't, it didn't matter. He's likely in the early stages of the Innate Realm, having only recently reached it.
