"I-I'm sorry."
Why he suddenly turned so polite?
The prince was clearly of higher status, so why was he speaking so politely to him?
"It is good that you can apologize. But what is your reason?"
He already had a general idea.
"U-um, well…"
The prince had been flinching nervously this whole time as if he were afraid of Qiong Xing.
Qiong Xing had kindly stopped and waited, yet the conversation was not moving forward at all.
He was starting to feel tired.
"Please come after you have decided what you want to say. Simply standing there is a waste of time. Well then."
He turned on his heel, making it clear the conversation was over, but suddenly his arm was grabbed.
Surprised, he looked back.
"P-please wait!"
"Um… I'm sorry. But, well…"
This was going nowhere.
Qiong Xing let out a deep sigh.
The prince's shoulders jumped at the sound.
"If you continue following us like this, it will be a problem. I will listen to what you have to say. Please sit down."
"Huh?"
