Nianzu narrowly gazed at Fei Jing. "Why is the Young Master too desperate to have my presence in the party? Doesn't he know that the lower class is not invited to such parties?" Nianzu asked him amusingly.
Fei Jing had closed the door behind him and turned to look at Nianzu.
"You are not from a lower-class family, Prince Nianzu," Fei Jing deduced. Nianzu did not let his facial expressions change and wryly laughed.
"Please do not address me as a Prince," Nianzu asserted.
"Hmm. Then, how shall I address you?" Fei Jing queried Nianzu.
"By my name, Young Master," Nianzu answered and took a step forward but Fei Jing stopped him.
"I will address you as Nianzu, but then what about the characteristics that you possess as a Prince? Why did you abandon your Prince title and instead choose a commoner's life? Was it because of your wife?" Fei Jing questioned Nianzu, whose face was as calm as before.
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