Bai Wangyu nodded and said, "I will teach you when I get back. However, Brother Li does not have the same innate power as Chen Jiaoxi. If he learns the palm technique, he may not be able to reach the height of Chen Jiaoxi."

"Chen Qiaoer said that my foundation is very good!"

Li Ziye said very confidently, "Shen Zang has strong Qi and is a genius in learning palm techniques."

"I can't."

Bai Wangyu said in surprise, "Brother Li's inner Qi is indeed quite impressive, but with only four meridians connected, it is impossible to exert its full power. Teacher Chen can't help but notice that."

"I don't want to talk to you."

Li Ziye felt a little moody and walked quickly outside.

This little red riding hood is becoming more and more unpopular!

"Brother Li!"

From behind, Bai Wangyu quickly followed and said, "What I said is true!"

"I won't listen!"

Li Ziye covered his ears and said, "I don't care, I am a genius!"

"..."

Bai Wangyu was confused, why did Brother Li get sick again?

…

While Li Ziye was following the three instructors from the North Campus for martial arts advice, the capital city, the eldest prince's mansion, had been preparing for the wedding of the eldest prince and Princess Qingqing for several days.

It was a great honor for Emperor Shang to marry him personally. Everyone in the eldest prince's house was full of joy. Even though they prepared day and night, they didn't feel tired at all.

In the front yard of the mansion, the eldest prince Mu Yuan was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at the busy scene in the mansion, with a rare smile on his lips.

Although the marriage granted by his father was indeed beyond his expectations, being able to marry with the Southwest Palace was a matter of great benefit and no harm to him.

The Southwest King has guarded the southwest border of the Shang Dynasty for many years and has hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers. He is a force that cannot be ignored in the Shang Dynasty.

If he can get the support of the Southwest King, he will also gain a lot of confidence in the future battles between him and the other three princes.

"Your Highness, the King of Southwest is here."

At this time, outside the palace, the old eunuch Zhao Jie walked quickly and said respectfully.

"Please."

Mu Yuan turned the wheelchair, his face that was still smiling just now returned to calmness, and said.

"yes!"

Zhao Jie accepted the order and immediately turned around and left.

Not long after, the Southwest King stepped forward, with a burly figure and the unique domineering aura of the great Shang Wu King. After walking into the palace, he raised his hands and bowed politely to the man in the wheelchair, saying, "Your Highness."

"King of the Southwest!"
Chapter completed!