An Shuli, one of the four great young masters of Nanchu, was gentle and jade-like, the purest and most amiable among his peers.
Whenever people mentioned the four great young masters, all would give a thumbs-up to Young Master Shuli.
Hua Yan wanted to test whether he really was as good as the rumors suggested. A year ago, he could ignore the talk and let it die out on its own, but today, facing such an incident, would he still manage to laugh it off and act as if nothing had happened in front of Yun Chi?
Clearly, she had underestimated An Shuli's capabilities.
He smiled warmly and softly, his voice still pleasant to hear, "What the Crown Princess Consort said, makes Shuli feel ashamed. To be joked with by the Crown Princess Consort is Shuli's fortune." After speaking, he made a bowing gesture to Yun Chi, "Your Highness and the Crown Princess Consort, please take your seats. Although the vegetarian meal here is simple, it loses its flavor once it becomes cold."
