"Oh dear, Princess, I didn't expect to see you here. I'm truly overwhelmed."
Putting on a surprised expression, Li Lin bowed deeply.
"..."
Minerva remained cold and silent.
Today, Li Lin was dressed in a black suit, his ordinary face with a respectful smile, like the face of one that would be lost in a crowd. The amber eyes beneath his golden glasses showed no hint of agitation or fear—no trembling, no emotion, making one feel a cold chill.
"It is quite unexpected to meet Your Excellency here as well. I'm surprised too."
She inclined her head slightly, considering it a reciprocal courtesy.
"It was quite an accident before, but it's good that you remained unharmed. Otherwise, it would be... By the way, isn't the princess accompanied by guards? Even though before… "
With a vulgar air spilling from his false concern, Li Lin went on like a chatterbox, but Minerva didn't dare to let her guard down.
(To say someone is polite but insincere, it must be him.)
