He recounted how he had been besieged and captured, and how Horace had rescued him, detailing everything they had experienced along the way. Lin Fu was left dumbfounded as she listened.
"You two... are really something else."
"By the way, where's your Divine-level Mecha?"
Xia Huangyu shrugged, "Gone."
"Mine too."
Both sighed simultaneously, resting their chins on their hands, the desserts in front of them no longer appealing.
"Life as a prisoner isn't easy."
"Being a captive is humiliating."
After saying that, they looked at each other and sighed again.
Suddenly, Xia Huangyu slapped the table, "There's one more thing—you're doomed."
"Is there anything worse than my current situation?"
"Definitely."
"What?"
"Princess Theresa, she's here too. She's an honored guest, a direct descendant of Prince Klev. You falling into her hands means you're definitely doomed." Xia Huangyu briefly explained the prestigious treatment Princess Theresa had received over the past half year.
