My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker! - Chapter 2984

2984 Departure
“His Highness the Crown Prince’s temper is rather volatile. I’m certain you’ve had a front-row view of it in recent days.”

Shi Yongyan clenched her fists tightly, striving to contain the anger simmering within her.

There must be some limit to such foolishness, one would think.

Mo Xikang glared at the woman before him, his anger mounting, and the cold words Mo Lian had uttered before her departure echoed in his mind.

“Be a worthy monarch, Zheng Prince!”

“Be a worthy monarch, Zheng Prince!”

Drat it!

Mo Xikang felt a sense of unease and despondency. Could his status as Zheng Prince be revoked at any moment?

Currently, the words of Crown Prince Mo hung over him like a collection of sharp swords poised to descend at any instant, ready to snatch everything away from him.

Mo Xikang struggled to catch his breath, his heart weighed down with a suffocating discomfort. He glared at Shi Yongyan and, without further ado, flung his sleeves, turned on his heels, and departed, leaving behind a parting remark.

“If my parents inquire about this matter, you can provide the explanation yourself.”

The outburst from Zheng Prince Consort left her slumped on the ground, chest heaving as she panted heavily.

In the end, she considered herself responsible as a wife. Wasn’t everything she did in the best interest of Zheng Prince and the Vassal King’s Estate?

Her Excellency Qiaoqiao remained unaware that after Mo Xikang had brought Su Xihua back to the imperial capital, he had gone to great lengths to seek treatment for him, leading to turmoil throughout the Vassal King’s Estate.

Even if she were aware, she would likely respond with a dismissive “for naught.”

As for Seventh Yan, while he might not be an exemplary dragon, his strength was undeniably formidable.

The young dragon remained in the later stages of his toddler years, yet he had not yet transitioned into adolescence. His fiery breath could unquestionably dispatch a level-15 grand spiritual cultivator.

Her Ladyship Qiaoqiao held no interest in the activities of the Vassal King’s Estate. Early that morning, she, Mo Lian, Duan Yue, and their companions had prepared to depart and had reached the learning area’s plaza.

Holy Son Miyan, accompanied by a line of white-robed priests, stood prominently at the front of the plaza on the most eye-catching platform.

Donned in a white robe and sporting a benevolent countenance, Holy Son Miyan appeared as if he were bathed in a divine radiance just by being present.

Crown Prince Mo, aware of the young dragon’s growing impatience, suppressed his laughter and replied softly, “Apart from the two of us, we’ve also selected 30 individuals from the academy to accompany us on this journey. We’ll likely depart once everyone has assembled.”

“This time, the Lunisolar Shrine has been particularly generous. They’ve not only chosen 30 students from our academy but have also handpicked individuals from other academies!”

“And it seems they’ve selected some individuals with unique talents from the Divine Continent to accompany us.”

Little Fatty stroked his chin thoughtfully and murmured, “I have a feeling this journey is bound to be perilous.”

“Is everyone present? Roll call commences!”

“Mu Rouxuan.”

“Gu Yixuan.”

“Long Min.”

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The young priest on the side added with a grin, “Those whose names have been called by the quilt, kindly step forward.”