Bright rays of light flashed through Su Zian’s pair of eyes. He humbly smiled, accompanying him while saying: “Your Highness’s praise is erroneous. Although that girl’s gift is pretty good, however, compared to Your Highness’s, she is merely like the dust on the ground, basically unable to be compared to you.”
“Oh?” Nangong Liuyun was surprised.
This Su Zian and the Liu family’s Elder Ancestor had one point that was really similar. They were both strict in treating other people but lenient towards themselves.