If the Duke of Ye had not witnessed Ye Shaohua's instant spellcasting just moments ago, he too would have thought she was joking.
But he knew, so his reaction wasn't as intense as that of the Great Elder; however, the words of the Great Elder still made him frown involuntarily.
"Over a thousand years ago, the heir to the royal family of the Canglang Empire was an F-grade in spiritual power, yet reached the level of a Level 6 mage. Great Elder, perhaps we were wrong. F-grade spiritual power may not mean much after all. What if Shaohua gets accepted into Ryan Academy tomorrow?" The Duke of Ye was feeling very good at the moment.
After all, she was his daughter. Although he would discipline her privately, no one in the world cared for her more than he did.
Even though she had only F-grade spiritual power, he didn't want to hear anyone speak ill of her.