Prince Sandy spoke up in mediation, his magnetic voice resonating across the field, drawing countless girls to frequently look back. Princess Sasha, sensing the momentum, instantly sprang up from Zhiyan's side and imperiously clung to Uncle Sandy's arm, as if to claim her ownership.
Upon hearing the voice, Murong Lanxue, who had been in a state of icy detachment, finally looked up. She glanced at Prince Sandy indifferently, then continued to lower her head and elegantly eat her meal, without the slightest intention of acknowledging him.
"Hmph, what's the big deal with a quad? We don't even deign to live there," Sasha said in heightened tones, face filled with contempt as she saw the way Murong Lanxue was treating her little uncle.
