Chu Qianli was not fearless.
This man, she did not know him, but his aura was very much like that of Feng Yexuan.
Equally charming, equally mad, equally capable of doing many things you could never imagine.
However, there was an air of righteousness about Feng Yexuan that the Prince lacked, and compared to Prince Yexuan, he was even more dark and evil.
Although she did have some misgivings, Chu Qianli's face remained impassive.
She said indifferently, "First, I haven't committed a crime, and second, I haven't been disrespectful to the Prince, so why should I be afraid?"
"To me, this counts as disrespecting the Prince?"
Feng Qihe gave a smile that was not quite a smile; nobody could guess what he was thinking at that moment.
He was merely staring intently at Chu Qianli's eyes.
These eyes, the more one looked at them, the more attractive they became.
"Upon seeing me, have you ever saluted? You didn't even perform a salute, and you call that respectful?"
