After an entire month of resting, the pain on the body of the Crown Prince and Shang Qingcheng had long dissipated entirely.
At this moment, the both of them were meeting up at a restaurant.
"That fella should have already been suppressed by my father." The events from a month ago were something the Crown Prince still remembered deep in his heart. If not for the fact that the pain was way too intense and he had no other choice but to rest it off, he might have already brought an army with him to go take down the other party.
Shang Qingcheng did not reply. However, her eyes still shone with an indignant rage. Even with the passage of time, the anger within her could not be washed off at all.
"How are you so certain that your father has already done something about it?" Shang Qingcheng asked.
