Xiao Anning froze. He knew that His Highness, Liu Ming, didn't like him, but they usually kept their distance from each other while maintaining common courtesy.
Today, Liu Ming had actually asked him out in private to say such, such… rude words. Pardon the Young Marquis, whose upbringing was just too good for words; he simply couldn't come up with a nasty enough word to describe Liu Ming's vicious language.
"If he's not worthy of her, does that mean you are?" A beautiful voice as languid and melodious as the lake rippling next to them suddenly lazily interrupted them.
Liu Ming was taken aback and turned around to look in the direction of the voice. That was when he saw the legendary Divine Operator idly strolling toward him with two attendants with extraordinary presence behind her.
It then occurred to Liu Ming that the Divine Operator had undoubtedly heard the things he'd said earlier, and he felt a pang of panic, but he soon recovered his composure.
