Three-Clawed Python Dragon.

Which Prince’s runaway is this?

So fat?

Before Yang Yan could figure out the answer, he was pulled by someone who put an arm around his shoulder and led him away without waiting for his consent.

The group of nobles were originally cutting the line, and now seeing someone bringing another person to cut as well, no one dared to say anything.

Everyone in the queue, including the nearby Outer Sect disciples, pretended not to see the commotion happening.

As for the stewards, they either turned a blind eye or, like Steward Yu, were too busy to notice.

"Brother, flying in the sky, impressive! Let me introduce myself, I’m Long Jie, the Third Prince of this country, and these are my friends!"

The Fatty enthusiastically introduced Yang Yan after letting go of him.

"This is Xu Jie, the eldest son of Hengnan Marquis Mansion, this is Liu Wenbo, the eldest son of Marquis Changping, and..."

The Third Prince introduced everyone to Yang Yan with a familiarity.

As he went around, Yang Yan indeed identified them as offspring of the nobility.

And those who could associate with the Prince were the top-tier noble children of this country.

Yang Yan returned their courtesies one by one.

However, he could sense that although these people appeared friendly, their smiles contained another layer of meaning.

"Haha! Brother, no need to be so reserved. We invited you here because we saw your strength and wanted to make friends."

Long Jie laughed heartily, patting Yang Yan’s shoulder.

He acted like they were old friends, very familiar.

On the surface, Yang Yan also appeared very amiable and easy-going, nodding and smiling politely to the nobles in front of him, acknowledging acquaintanceship.

Little did Yang Yan know, his mere nodding was seen as a sign of disdain by the group of nobles.

Really!

We respect you, that’s why we kept you here.

Not being more respectful is already one thing, and you still just nod at us?

Do you think you’re better than us?

One man in a light yellow robe stepped forward, looking at Yang Yan and smiling coldly.

To him, Yang Yan’s coarse clothes clearly showed his grassroots origin.

He happened to have a bit of luck, enabling him to cultivate to Qi Cultivation level six.

Such people meant little to them.

"What’s your name?"

The man in the yellow robe scrutinized Yang Yan and slowly asked.

"Yang Yan."

Sensing the hostility from the other party, Yang Yan sneered inwardly but answered calmly and confidently.

"Oh, Yang Yan? I wonder which noble family you come from? In the future, I, Xu Jie from Hengnan Marquis Mansion, might pay a visit."

The man in the yellow robe was none other than Xu Jie, the eldest son of Hengnan Marquis Mansion, introduced earlier by the Third Prince Long Jie.

Though Yang Yan was not afraid of these people, he knew he was a newcomer. Ultimately, a mighty dragon won’t overpower a local snake; he might have to endure some play-acting in front of these local nobles.

So, he just smiled and said:

"I’m just an ordinary villager, not from any noble family."

The man in the yellow robe and a few others behind him first froze upon hearing Yang Yan say he was a mountain villager, then quickly exchanged glances.

Xu Jie raised his folding fan and pointed at Yang Yan, turning back to his companions and laughing heartily.

"A mountain villager, a mountain villager! Haha! Turns out you’re a villager, no wonder you don’t know how to appreciate things!"

"Haha, like I said, this kid seems to have crawled out of some backwoods. Just a frog in a well with a bit of skill!"

"Of course? He just offended Steward Yu without knowing better. He won’t need to enter the sect; the test alone will be enough for him!"

...

The laughter of the group of noble sons rang out boldly in the field making everyone else feel uninhibited.

Yang Yan, witnessing this, did not feel uneasy at all.

Instead, he stood quietly in place like nothing happened, still bearing that faint smile.

The field was quite large, bustling with people.

Yet the few testing stewards at the front had sharp hearing, picking up the laughs from here.

Especially the stunning Steward Yu in the middle, who lifted her head, furious.

Seeing the culprits were some front-row nobles, her face darkened as she scolded:

"More disruptive noise, and you are out of the test!"

Steward Yu’s words were effective.

The noble sons, who were just acting cocky, stopped laughing immediately, not daring to mess around.

Privately, however, each still hid a mocking smile while looking at Yang Yan.

Long Jie had already moved away a few steps.

Now seeing Yang Yan isolated, he hesitated but still patted Yang Yan’s shoulder and shook his head saying:

"Yang, brother, don’t be angry, they mean no harm, just joking around."

"Yes, yes, Yang, brother, queue with us."

Xu Jie also acted understanding.

Yet he was the one laughing the loudest and most wildly earlier.

Even Yang Yan was impressed by the contrast.

Each was like an academy-award level actor, a pity if not pursuing theater with such talent.

"No matter."

Yang Yan slightly raised his head with a smile and said before looking away from them.

These people meant nothing to him, out of sight, out of mind.

"Haha! Good, Yang, brother, as long as you’re not angry. Are you planning to enter the Inner Sect, or the Outer Sect?"

"Or perhaps, directly join a master’s discipleship and enter as a Core Disciple?"

Long Jie laughed with cheeks piled upon each other, his naturally small eyes turning into slits.

"What’s the difference between these options?"

Yang Yan immediately countered.

This baffled Long Jie for a moment.

Soon, however, he regained composure and said with a smile:

"Brother Yang has been in the villages, it’s understandable not knowing these."

"Outer Sect disciples are officially part of the Ancient Abyss Sect."

"However, mostly it’s those with average talent. The sect’s resources for them are also the most basic."

"For most of their life, they only reach Qi Cultivation level six or seven."

Speaking of which, Long Jie shook his head to express pity for those Outer Sect disciples.

Xu Jie leisurely opened his fan, fanning himself, and intervened:

"Third Prince, he’s at Qi Cultivation level six! Surely the Outer Sect is not suitable for him."

Long Jie immediately realized and laughed saying:

"Yes, yes, Brother Yan can fly in the sky, surely the Outer Sect is not to be considered."

"Unlike us, still at Qi Cultivation level four or five. Entering the sect after us means we call you senior brother!"

"Long Jie will first call out senior brother here. I hope senior brother takes good care of us upon entering the sect!"