As Wu Xiufan and Alex were about to leave the Memorandum Court, a figure emerged from the crowd. It was another royal, their expression a mix of arrogance and condescension.
"Where do you think you're going?" the royal demanded, their voice carrying through the room. "Leaving without addressing the Prince's proposal is a sign of disrespect."
Wu Xiufan turned to face the newcomer, his expression impassive. "I have nothing further to discuss," he replied, his voice low but firm.
The royal scoffed. "Oh, really? You dare to ignore the Prince's proposal? You will regret this, Wu Xiufan."
Alex stood beside Wu Xiufan, his body tensed. He knew this was a calculated move, a power play designed to intimidate them. But he was not afraid. He had faced down danger before, and he would do so again.
Wu Xiufan's gaze met Alex's, a silent communication passing between them. They were in the middle of a high-stakes game, and the stakes were just getting higher.
