When he was about to remove his top, he heard a knocking on the door.
"Knock… knock…"
"Who are you?" asked Prince Neal, furrowing his brows.
"Prince Neal, I'm the royal palace guard."
"Your reason for knocking on my door has to be very important. If it is not important, then you can forget about your life."
"Thud…"
"Prince Neal, please forgive me. I'm not here to disturb your rest. I'm here on Lord Morgan's orders."
"My father?"
The young man relaxed his brows and waved his hand, and the door opened. A guard who was kneeling in front of the door hurriedly moved aside to let Prince Neal step out of the room.
Neal slowly walked out of the room and looked at the guard. "Lead the way."
The guard nodded vigorously and hurriedly stood up from the ground, then moved towards the place where Lord Morgan was staying. Neal waved his hand again to close the door before he followed behind the guard.
Inside the room…
