Upon hearing these words, aside from Mo Zhixuan, who still maintained an indifferent expression, everyone else's faces revealed looks of surprise.
Although Zheng Chuyi had not been able to elicit the "Dancing Dragon and Phoenix," she had indeed played the Konghou.
By saying such things now, wasn't Chu Jin indirectly slapping her own face?
What made her so certain that Zheng Chuyi could no longer play that Konghou?
Even the always composed Madam Mo showed a complex expression, wondering what kind of trick her future daughter-in-law was playing.
Gan Mingxie's eyes also showed a hint of amusement as he looked at the slender figure among the group, his lips curling up slightly and a deep inkiness flashing through his eyes.
Zheng Chuyi's smile grew even more smug.
Commoners are just commoners, not a brain among them.