After calling upon Xia Qingyuan, Ye Futian returned to the villa. Emperor Xia had personally conferred the title. Although he was only a valet to the Princess, it was still a kind of protection for him. No matter what, he should go and convey his gratitude. It was only polite.
As for the fact that he hadn't seen Emperor Xia, that wasn't important.
Xia Qingyuan had been very cold to him, but that was just the way she was. She had been born a noble, with thousands of people doting on her. She was the most noble princess of Emperor Xia's Realm. Indeed, no one was worthy of her notice. But in fact, Ye Futian knew that Xia Qingyuan had a sharp mouth but a soft heart. Back at the Imperial Mausoleum, her attitude had changed after he had beaten her. She had not been as cold and unattainable as she had been the last two times he had seen her. Instead she had spoken to him as an equal, showing him the respect he was due as a victor.