"Divine Marquis, the Fifth Prince requests an audience!" A young maid, no older than her teens, respectfully saluted Zheng Ming as she spoke.
Though the maid was young, she already possessed a Third Grade cultivation level. At this moment, her gaze toward Zheng Ming was filled with reverential awe.
Zheng Ming nodded. He was fully aware of the Fifth Prince's intention to befriend him, yet he held no particular objections toward this approach. After all, in a lifetime, one could count true friends who shared one's deepest bonds on a single hand. Expecting loyalty and camaraderie from every new acquaintance was simply an unrealistic dream.
At the very least, from the surface, the Fifth Prince appeared decent enough.
