"Um... this does not align with my principles," Jiang Lu said, repeating verbatim what he'd told Dechtire to Edison.
In the end, he added, "In fact, this is also for the sake of my master, Princess Dechtire. I need some reputation to be worthy of the title of her private musician, so as not to bring her shame."
Moved by these words, Edison was somewhat touched.
He hadn't expected this seemingly erratic young man to be, deep down, such a just and kind-hearted soul.
As an old man who had seen the world's fortunes and vices, he couldn't help but feel a touch of relief.
Such people are few and far between in this world...
Therefore, he no longer beat around the bush but regarded Jiang Lu as a trustworthy junior colleague, explaining:
"It's not that I don't want to give you a chance to distinguish yourself, it's just... well, Dechtire's taste in music can sometimes be too subjective.
