Li Xingmao looked at her, his expression surprisingly calm, "You go your way, and I'll go mine. I have nothing to say to you."
He gathered his cloak and continued walking forward.
More than two years of agricultural life had not dimmed the grace of the noble young master, who still possessed such extraordinary elegance.
The expression on the face of the member of the Xue Family was complex. She bit her lip, looking at his back, and said, "I won't expose you, because I want you to see that I will be high above, and you and your family will kneel in front of me and look up at me!"
Li Xingmao's expression remained calm. He didn't even glance back, walking steadily until he turned into an alley ahead.
The member of the Xue Family gritted her teeth, "What arrogance! Does he still think he's the Young Prince? The skies of this capital have long changed!"
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Li Xingmao walked into a market near the East Market and paused in front of a desolate house.
