Seeing the four Silver Armor Guards kneeling before him, the prince smiled and said, "Please rise, your services will be needed in the future."
"We swear to serve the prince unto death."
Prince Brooklyn laughed and nodded: "You all can go except Ruanyu."
After the others dispersed, Prince Brooklyn gestured to the seat across him: "Take a seat."
"I dare not."
Prince Brooklyn chuckled: "You dare to threaten me with a knife, is there anything in this world you won't dare to do?"
Aubree Groove remained standing still.
"Actually, I admire your courage."
Prince Brooklyn looked up, his eyes both black and deep, like thick ink, like an abyss without an end.
"Do you wish to stay by my side forever?"
His voice was very gentle, yet deep within it carried an undeniable dominance.
A wolf clad in sheep's skin, finally showing its sharp claws.
Aubree Groove gazed back indifferently, facing the oppressive atmosphere without shrinking back in fear.