PFC Chapter 492: Don’t be disrespectful to the gods, or you will die (54)
Chapter 492: Don’t be disrespectful to the gods, or you will die (54)
"What? Have you seen it?"
"My wife's brother's daughter's aunt's cousin opened a store in the capital. When he got married, I had the honor of attending the wedding. I stayed in the capital for a few days and one day I happened to meet a few princes. He seemed to be one of them."
"Really? Then should we salute..."
"do not know……"
Leser listened to their whispers. In order to make the Third Prince appear more approachable, he spoke in time: "Don't be too reserved. The Prince is just taking a walk and doesn't care about these red tapes."
The guests saw the Third Prince's stinky face, as if he had eaten shit, and a murderous expression, followed by several guards, and calling him "this prince" in public. He didn't look like he was just walking around casually at all.
But they did not dare to refute. They just nodded silently and sat in their seats carefully, fearing that a small action would bring anger to them.
Leser looked around and noticed that everyone looked strange. He whispered to the Third Prince, "Prince, let's move to the private room first. This is not a good place to talk."
Hearing this, the Third Prince glanced angrily at everyone present, snorted coldly, shook his sleeves, and walked straight to the private room on the second floor.
To their surprise, Tian Jie had already prepared tea in private room No. 5 and was leisurely sipping it, waiting for their arrival.
When the Third Prince saw him, it was like dynamite meeting sparks and it was instantly ignited.
"That man is indeed the young master's man, otherwise the young master would not have waited for me so early."
"Why, sir, are you here to see me make fun of myself? I wanted to hide my identity and make friends with you, but I didn't expect that we are now at the point of drawing swords."
His brows were furrowed, and infinite anger burned in his heart, like a blazing fire that could not be contained.
His face was full of bloodshot from anger, and his eyes revealed an uncontrollable violence.
He clenched his hands into fists, his knuckles made crisp cracking sounds, and his knuckles turned white due to the force, as if he wanted to gather all his anger in his hands and swing it towards Tianjie's face.
Tian Jie took a sip of tea, savoring its aroma, completely unaffected by the Third Prince's anger.
His eyes were deep and calm, as if he was in a peaceful lake.
This new tea is very good and has a nice aroma. I can make some for her tomorrow and she will definitely like it.
After the Third Prince finished speaking, he slowly put down the cup and turned around.
"Your Majesty, with such a big commotion happening outside, who wouldn't know that you were looking for me?"
"I just heard the noise and came to the old place ahead of time."
The Third Prince didn't believe it at all. He snorted coldly and shook his sleeves, "Why should I believe you?"
Tian Jie was not panicked. "I don't know who the person you are talking about is, nor do I know what you are talking about."
"Your Majesty is so angry, why don't you sit down together and taste this unique tea from the snowy mountains? This is a precious tea unique to the snowy mountains. I just bought it back. It has the effect of clearing away heat and relieving internal heat."
"Calm down first, and then tell me in detail about the person you just mentioned. Maybe I can help you sort out your thoughts."
"After all... I don't want to be accused of something I shouldn't have. As for the end, believe it or not."
The Third Prince sat down half-believingly, picked up the tea he poured for him and drank it all, then slammed the teacup on the table with force, making a crisp sound.