The male protagonist felt the burning pain on his face, took a deep breath, clasped his hands together, and solemnly said, "Donor Su, Donor Zhao is the Crown Prince, the heir to the Great Xia Dynasty. You must not disrespect your superior; this is a grave offense!"
Su Qianqian's expression changed again.
She looked at the male protagonist incredulously, tears brimming in her apricot eyes as she yelled, "You're yelling at me? You're actually yelling at me because of him? Didn't you see how he just humiliated me?"
The male protagonist's face darkened, and he suddenly felt overwhelmed.
Zhao Yi could see it.
His patience was nearing its limit.
The male protagonist took a deep breath, took half a step back, and avoided Su Qianqian's reaching hand.
He said in a deep voice, "Donor Su, please respect yourself; the Crown Prince must not be lightly insulted!"
Su Qianqian's chest heaved violently, clearly infuriated.
