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C135

The palace was no longer filled with the civil and military officials that the television had once seen.

Only a few dozen people were sitting separately at the table. There were fruits, dishes and fine wine.

"Paying respects to Your Majesty!"

Yang Fan did not have the intention of kneeling in front of the emperor.

Seeing that Yang Fan only bowed his head down, Long Zhen didn't really blame him and instead laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, it's time to change my words, isn't it?"

How could Yang Fan not understand the meaning behind this? He kneeled on the ground and said, "Yang Fan greets Imperial Father!"

Suddenly kneeling down, he was already prepared for Yang Fan's intentions. Other than his parents, he didn't kneel down at all.

Now that Long Zhen was already like a father, there was no harm in kneeling down.

"Alright, get up!"

Yang Fan slowly stood up, and looked at the people around him. None of them seemed to be officials, judging from their attire, they were all very noble.

There were at least ten people here, and their bodies were filled with an arrogant aura. Even the way they looked at Yang Fan was somewhat haughty.

"These are all?"

Yang Fan and Long Xuejian were discussing in a low voice. It wasn't good to speak loudly in this hall.

"These are my brothers, I am my only sister!"

Only then did Yang Fan understand why these people had such expressions.

"Little Fan, you sit too!"

"Hm!"

Yang Fan looked at the empty seat, which was just for him and Long Xuelei.

Seated on their seats, everyone's gazes turned over. The atmosphere felt a bit awkward.

"Little Brother Yang, I heard you possess the strength of a Grade Six Alchemist at such a young age?"

Someone finally spoke, but the tone of his voice was extremely doubtful.

Looking at that person, he was slightly older than everyone else. He was definitely the First Prince amongst them.

"Lucky!"

Yang Fan replied with a simple word. These young princes all had their own ulterior motives, who knew what they were thinking?

"Younger Brother Yang is really modest, I wonder if I can show you my skills!"

"Yeah, a Grade Six Alchemist. I've really never seen one!"

"Brother-in-law, since you have such a beautiful sister like us, don't tell me that you're not satisfied even with such a small request!"

Facing the teasing of these people, Yang Fan just smiled, but when he saw Long Xuejian's angry expression, he immediately comforted her.

"No worries!"

Gently holding Long Xuejian's jade hand, he slowly shook his head, "I was just displaying it for a bit, it's nothing!"0

Yang Fan stretched out his right hand, and a dark green flame fell from his hand. It was like a nimble little snake, quickly moving forward.

Wherever he passed by, there would be traces of burning fires left behind. The fire serpents came to the First Prince's side.

Immediately, it turned into a raging inferno, surrounding the First Prince's body.

Although the space inside couldn't burn him, the heat already made him sweat profusely.

"Heavenly Flame!"

Long Zhen could feel the smell of the 'Heavenly Flame' from this flame aura.

His eyes became empty as he felt fear towards this kind of thing that he had only heard of and never seen before.

"Younger Brother Yang, quick, quick, accept the divine ability!"

Only then did Yang Fan retract the flames. The First Prince was sweating profusely, and the ground was covered in burn marks as well.

Long Xueyao lightly patted Yang Fan's chest and said, "Don't be afraid, you're the first one!"

"He wants to see it, let him see it!"

The First Prince clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. Towards Yang Fan's provocation, he could not get angry in public.

After all, Yang Fan was a Grade Six Alchemist. Moreover, he was currently a Prince Consort. In terms of status, he was a level higher than the prince.

"Hahaha, Little Fan, I never expected that you would actually possess such a rare item like 'Heavenly Flames'."

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