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When the Dinner was halfway done, Lu Xiaoqing held Ning Yifan's hand and walked into the Dinner's venue, then sat down at the neighboring table.

"Yo, Young Master Ning, long time no see." Xu Feng looked at Ning Yifan and laughed in pleasant surprise.

Ning Yifan was slightly taken aback, but when he saw Xu Feng clearly, he also revealed a hint of a smile, and a sense of appreciation for each other.

However, Chu Qianye was very clear that although these disciples of the Royal nobility looked friendly on the outside, they were actually secretly flustered.

Ning Yifan very quickly saw the Seventh Prince. He turned around and began to weigh the pros and cons of the position of Crown Prince in his heart. Currently, the position of duke had not been decided yet and there were still many variables.

After all, he had a good Mother and a very powerful background. This was one of the reasons why the Chishui Country was able to stand for so long.

Wang Gui's disciples were quite different from ordinary people. Ever since they were young, they had asked for private schools to teach them how to treat people. Other than these schools, their parents and elder brothers would also repeatedly emphasize their standing.

For example, how strong was he? What was his official status in the imperial court? How rich was he? And what were his factions?

These were quite important, and their parents had emphasized them thousands of times.

Therefore, what Ning Yifan heard the most from his father was that in the battle of Crown Prince, he knew who had the most potential and which prince was the most useless.

He was very clear that this His Highness the Seventh Prince in front of him, whose Mother came from the Sky Cloud Martial School, just this alone was enough.

Furthermore, the cultivation talent of the His Highness the Seventh Prince was also different from ordinary people. He had already stepped into the Xuan Ranking and his future was limitless.

It could be said without any exaggeration that, among the people of the same age, His Highness the Seventh Prince's Martial arts cultivation and On the Profound Qi Continent's existence could be considered extremely rare; there was simply no one who could compare to him.

In the Chiyun Dynasty, it could be considered as the sect with a thousand years of history. With the support of the sect, the future achievements of the Seventh Prince would at least have a decisive role in the dynasty.

Therefore, to him, this His Highness the Seventh Prince was a rare piece of thigh. If he could get involved, then in the future, he would be able to do whatever he wanted in Chishui Country.

No one knew that Ning Yifan had only seen the Seventh Prince, but he was already thinking about many things.

"Haha, Xu Shao, long time no see. You are still as elegant as ever." Ning Yifan praised.

Seventh Prince also slightly narrowed his eyes. He recognized Ning Yifan.

Ning Yifan's father belonged to the Minister of Rites and was a third rank official. Because he was a man of few desires, he did not participate in the conflicts in the imperial government.

In the Chishui Country, a third rank official already had a very good status, but they were still marginalized.

Perhaps it would be a good breakthrough to start with this person's father. After all, the Minister of Rites was something that he needed.

Work, etiquette, officials, punishment, manpower, these important areas, his own eighth brother seemed to be mixed well, and he couldn't be too slow either. He had to take control of the situation.

Seventh Prince's eyes lit up as he started to think.

"Haha, Young Master Ning, is Dinner free in the future? I have an appointment with the Xu Shao to watch the game, what if you also came to spectate? " The Seventh Prince said indifferently.

Chess is just an excuse, but spectating? This was also an excuse. He just wanted to have a good reason to join.

Ning Yifan's heart tensed up. His father had kept on warning him not to join any power that was fighting for power, especially regarding the competition for the position of Crown Prince.

But, for him to reject the His Highness the Seventh Prince in front of so many people?

If that was the case, not to mention his own father, even the Minister of Rites wouldn't be able to do such a thing in the future.

For a moment, a struggling look appeared in Ning Yifan's eyes.

At Chu Qianye's table, they seemed to have heard Seventh Prince's words.

What do you think of Ning Yifan? Liu Zhiquan asked indifferently.

Chu Qianye did not understand Eighth Prince's intention, so he did not directly answer the other party.

"It's not bad, my Martial arts can be considered to have some talent."

"Let me ask you about his potential." Liu Zhiquan asked directly this time.

"A little bit smart, but too narrow-minded to be of much use." Chu Qianye's words immediately covered the area with Martial Soul, only the people at their table could hear it.

Liu Zhiquan smiled faintly.

"It seems that seventh brother of mine is going to drag him into the camp."

Everyone understood what Liu Zhiquan meant by entering the camp.

"It's actually not a bad thing for us to have such a person join our camp." Chu Qianye slowly said, "A smart person getting tricked by a smart person. To us, this kind of person might be able to be used a little."

A ray of light flashed through Liu Zhiquan's eyes as he lightly nodded.

"His Highness the Seventh Prince, I don't have any hobbies in that area." Ning Yifan struggled in his heart, and asked as an excuse.

Just like what my old man said, he used to guard the boundary, and when he was bored, he would temper his body. In the end, he really did succeed in refining his body and Awakening his Martial Soul. Xu Feng said indifferently.

Since things had already reached this point, if he continued to find excuses, then he would no longer give face to His Highness the Seventh Prince.

"Alright, then I'll accept it." Ning Yifan slightly bowed and said.

Xu Feng gently nodded his head.

He had already explained it so clearly, if Ning Yifan still could not tell, then it would be a waste of his effort.

Eighth Prince couldn't help but slightly narrow his eyes.

Sure enough, Ning Yifan had joined Seventh Brother's camp.

"Qianye, after we parted ways, I still have some things I wanted to say to you. It's just that the timing was not right." Liu Zhiquan said.

Just based on the words of the other party, he could almost guess what the other party wanted to say.

"Alright." He answered cleanly.

Fang Tianhu and Qiu Jin were both extremely surprised, how old was Chu Qianye, they had seen a lot of people, but they could not see through Chu Qianye.

Chu Qianye was secretly surprised in his heart. It seemed that the competition for the position of Crown Prince was already a little chaotic right now.

What role did he play in this whirlpool?

He was well aware of this fact. As long as his clansmen were safe and sound, then it would be worth it for him to put his life on the line.

The enmity between him and the Seventh Prince had long been irreconcilable, so the only option left was to take to the skies.