Qu Fulan looked utterly desperate and reminded once again.
Hai Xia didn't give a chance and spoke before her, "Oh, I know, you're comparing our Princely Heir to a lion, right? I think so too! Those lions in cages look quite gentle, but they can kill someone in an instant, very terrifying. Our Princely Heir gives me that feeling; the more he smiles, the more nervous and scared I become. Do you feel the same way?"
For the first time, Qu Fulan felt that having a quick tongue was not a good thing.
"It's the Princely Heir coming."
As soon as Qu Fulan spoke, afraid that Hai Xia might misinterpret her words, she quickly stood up and saluted when the Princely Heir was still a dozen meters away from them.
"This servant greets the Princely Heir."
Hai Xia: "!!!"
She suddenly turned around and indeed saw their own Princely Heir slowly walking towards them.
Hai Xia immediately trembled and knelt down, unable to utter a word.
