Shen Yi still appeared as if he was an outsider to the situation.
Just as he had thought before, this number one Demon-suppression Great General of Qingzhou, who was just a step away from becoming a Primordial Grandmaster, and had also made outstanding contributions to the Imperial Court—unless she was willing, even in the Capital City, no one could force her to do anything.
However, it seemed that the Princely Heir of Jin Jiang had no intention of engaging her in further conversation.
He quickly turned his gaze towards Shen Yi and said with a slight nervousness, "General Shen, I previously asked Miss Jiang to invite you to a banquet, and you might have forgotten, so I came over..."
A flicker of confusion crossed Jiang Qiulan's eyes.
Because the delicate-looking youth, as he spoke, suddenly cast her a very unfriendly look.
"..."
Shen Yi looked up at the Princely Heir of Jin Jiang, noticing a subtle expectation hidden on the latter's delicate features.
