Mr. Punk's heart skipped a beat, cold sweat pouring down, almost causing him to kneel on the spot in fright from these words.
What, what does this mean?!
Thoughts raced through his mind swiftly, pondering where he might have offended His Highness.
Seeing Punk drenched in sweat, Luo Yan chuckled and said.
"...Look at you, I'm discussing serious matters with you, yet here you are, trying to figure out my mind."
"Your Highness, I..." Punk opened his mouth, stammering, unable to speak.
"Alright, don't just stand there. I'm not testing you, have a seat and let's talk."
Luo Yan lightly raised his index finger, causing the teapot on the table to float up, pouring himself a cup of tea as well.
Punk sat down cautiously, holding the teacup in both hands, taking a careful sip.
Luo Yan continued as he watched him.
