The young man took a deep breath and walked forward with determined steps. Before the astonished gaze of Mestre, he knelt before Su Wan.
He lowered his head humbly.
"Lord Su Wan, I, Jia Wen, the third prince of the Holy Kingdom, pay my respects to you."
"Prince Jia Wen, as a person of noble status, you don't need to pay respects to me. Doesn't your surname hold the word "Holy"?" Su Wan stared at the young man.
In order to prove their legitimacy, the royal family of the Holy Kingdom had always used the word "Holy" as their surname.
"The "Holy" surname is filthy and unworthy of being placed after my name." Jia Wen gritted his teeth.
"Prince Jia Wen, please rise. I cannot accept such courtesy from a prince. Besides, your connection with the royal family is none of my concern." She wondered if the prince was being sincere or laying a trap for her.
