Silence…
Seconds later…
"Well~ that's the one thing you can't have," Bai Ning said with a booming laugh, his belly shaking like ripples on a pond with each step forward.
His chubby hand extended, pointing at the First Prince with exaggerated flair:
"Unfortunately for you, we've been paid quite handsomely to keep this man-child breathing. His head? Not on the menu. But perhaps I can interest you in something else."
As much as Bai Ning would have loved to see the First Prince sprawled lifeless on the ground, that was a personal wish—a pleasure he couldn't afford to indulge.
Business was business, and keeping the prince alive meant more coin in his pocket for the future.
"You see, while I might agree this brat could use a lesson or two about humility, killing him would be bad for business. Very bad." Bai Ning wagged a pudgy finger as though scolding a wayward child:
