The young man simply adjusted the patch covering his eye before replying calmly.
"For now… I am merely a guest. That should be enough for a princess to know."
Serestia stared at him silently.
Inside her chest, frustration boiled violently.
She wanted to attack.
She truly did want to teach him some manners.
But reason restrained her.
A 7-star rank expert was not someone she could suppress casually.
And more importantly…
He was correct.
If a large-scale fight erupted here... today's exposition would descend into disaster.
Kiara had spent weeks preparing for this event.
Thus, after several seconds of silence, Serestia slowly dismissed the icy transformation covering her arm.
The frost around her gradually melted.
"Hmph, then you can explain yourself later to the one who truly owns this place. We shall see whether you still sound so arrogant afterward."
