Although the Seventeenth Prince felt that asking one more question would make him seem small-minded, as though he did not trust her enough.
To him, distrust in love was unacceptable. It was something that made him feel deeply ashamed of himself.
But there was no helping it. This had been Li Tianming's condition for giving him the colored crystals, and he considered himself a true man, one whose word carried the weight of Nine Cauldrons.
For the sake of keeping his word, after some deliberation, the hand reaching for the colored crystals paused. His expression turned conflicted.
"What is it, Your Highness?" White Veil had been waiting in eager anticipation. Seeing him stop, she gazed at the Seventeenth Prince with dark, lingering eyes.
"Well..." The Seventeenth Prince's mind raced, and at last he came up with a perfect solution. "Wanling, take out the five drops I gave you before too. Let's compare them together. I'm afraid that boy used fakes to fool me. These outsiders are cunning and ever-changing; we have to be on guard."
"Oh." White Veil gave a soft laugh. "It's fine. Just give them to me. I can compare them myself. If I find any fakes, I'll tell you immediately."
Hearing this, the Seventeenth Prince's heart skipped a beat. Li Tianming's meaningful expression when he had spoken suddenly gave him an ominous premonition.
Still, he was willing to trust the peerless beauty before him. Gritting his teeth, he said, "I'd better do it. I'm more familiar with these Yu Luo colored crystals."
"I already distributed them to Golden Veil and the others. There are too many people right now. Squeezing in and then coming back out would be quite troublesome." White Veil looked aggrieved, her expression pitiful and moving as she looked at the Seventeenth Prince. "Your