Harriet went to work and the Fifth Prince still couldn't show himself in public, so he stayed in Harriet's residence. The Fifth Prince's heart felt quite heavy. Was he really going to employ the "strategies for emperors" as Harriet said?
From his first encounter with Owen Bertram to the present, one scene after another flashed before his eyes. The corner of the Fifth Prince's mouth revealed a faint smile. The two of them were indeed "birds of a feather"!
"Unfortunately, throughout history, is there really any pure friendship between monarchs and their vassals?" The Fifth Prince sighed helplessly. Suddenly, he thought that Owen Bertram, that fellow, probably figured that out long ago, and he himself was only realizing it now.
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Owen Bertram cursed in the courtyard for a long while, yelling "Your Highness Five is misleading me!" It scared Andrew Oamond away. This kind of talk wasn't something a common cultivator like him with only one head could listen to!
