"Not seeing anyone..." Zhi Ning said bluntly.
The maid outside was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes."
But not long after, a series of hurried and heavy footsteps came from outside.
"Your Highness, you, you can't go in." There were also anxious shouts from a maid at the back.
Then, a rather imperious voice rose, "Hmph..., this is the Flame Empire, there isn't a place I can't enter."
Zhi Ning immediately frowned.
"Bang..." The room door was kicked open, and a man in golden brocade walked in.
This man had a face like a finely crafted jade and was so handsome that he could even compete with Suo Lun; the only difference was that his eyebrows were always raised and his chin always lifted, always carrying an air of arrogance.
Moreover, when he walked, he liked to stride broadly, as if he were a crab, almost preferring to walk sideways.
He was the fourth son of the Emperor of the Flame Empire, Prince Ji Min.
