Si Mobai's tone was still cold and indifferent, "Is that so?"
"Of course, why don't you want to make friends?" Huo Mingcheng noticed the strange expression on Si Mobai's face and was a little puzzled. After all, he was the Prince of Xuanchu. His status alone was enough for many people to flock to him in the hopes of attaining his friendship.
Huo Ruojun stood to one side quietly, regarding Si Mobai with a look of infatuation in her eyes. The longer she stared at him, the more she felt that he was pleasing to the eye.
"No," Si Mobai replied coldly. He did not know how to be a friend or what it meant to be a friend to another. He never had any before.
Huo Mingcheng smiled and patted Si Mobai's shoulder. "Since we're friends, don't stand on ceremony. If there's anything, you need only say it."
