บท 291: A Fear That Others Can't Understand

'Little follower... Little follower... What a familiar title...' As if countless of centuries had passed, the proud expression on Prince Ding's face quickly faded away and the noble air in his movements disappeared in an instant. Before he turned around, his tone changed and he had a smug look, "You don't understand. It's my fortune to know such a powerful person, it's my lifetime's honor. It's a good thing she's not here. If she were here, I would be so happy! I've always respected and admired her. I'll always be her little follower. Yes, that's it!" Prince Ding nodded his head vigorously, as if he was anxious to live.

Zhao Yingying's mouth was wide open as she looked at Prince Ding's different attitude.

"Your desire to live is quite strong." Song Yun laughed at him from the door.

It was as if Prince Ding had been frozen and did not dare to turn around. Who could tell him how many big shots had come?