"Hey…" Yi Bing called to Huo Ling who is squatting in the corner and is growing mushrooms.
"I disrespected you, oh, His Highness…" Huo Ling muttered as he stared at the bulletin board in front of him with his empty eyes.
The 'His Highness' is Shen Sheng, not me. Yi Bing thought and held back his smile when he saw Huo Ling turned to him. "I don't mind. I'm the one who imposed on you." He said as he continued his act. "Just treat me like the usual." He added.
Huo Ling dejectedly nodded. Yi Bing is the prince of the sacrificial yao. Also, a sacrifice yao is very valuable. Why am I so stupid? He thought. They would be sacrificed to a god. How can they be less than a commoner? Instead, they are actually a royalty!
"I'm sorry." A hoarse voice that is filled with grief and guilt spoke.
