Can you actually stomach such a thing?
Back when the Little Marshal was at the border, he had endured many hardships, but due to the Ninth Princess's influence, he had grown up in luxury. But now...
We're not broke, and we're not incompetent, so why subject ourselves to such misery?
"Cough, cough!" Zhan Hanyun turned her head and coughed. She couldn't bear to look straight at him; the man was eating a bowl of noodles that clearly tasted awful, yet he shamelessly praised it. Didn't saying such insincere words weigh on her conscience?
And Tie Yi was speechless beside her.
She must be blind, to have just thought this man's aura resembled that of the Master?
This man was clearly nothing but a cur!
However...
