Ming Bao wanted to halt Rong Li's departure, but he was restrained by Ba Shu and the others. "Your Highness, please maintain your composure!"
Maintain his composure? Rong Li couldn't believe his ears. Those few words had provoked an eruption of humiliation, and he stormed away.
Ming Bao snorted and joined Vassal Prince Mo Liu on the side. Tugging at his sleeve, he remarked, "Ah Liu, let's steer clear of Rong Li in the future. He's truly a narrow-minded fellow who can't take a jest. Hmph."
Mo Liu couldn't help but rub his temples.
Today, the Crown Prince of the Ultramarine Province had virtually tarnished their reputation within this dining hall. He was likely on the verge of bursting from suppressed frustration.
"Let's go eat," Duan Yue kept insisting as he led the way toward a private room on the second floor.
