A Gift, Killed in One Stroke

"Why, Governor, how could I trouble you to welcome me in person?" Tian Jun smiled so sickeningly that anyone who saw it would feel the urge to punch him in the face.

Yet Chu Danqing could see the pretense behind that smile. Tian Jun had indeed come to throw down the gauntlet and provoke them.

He even hoped to get beaten up.

This was likely not merely to submit a pledge of loyalty. He also wanted to seize a handle for his next step in the plan.

Huang Youxiang frowned. He truly was disgusted, but his fine upbringing kept him from saying anything. He merely invited the other man into the residence.

Tian Jun was surprised as well. He had not expected a mere green youngster to be so composed.

It could only be said that his stereotype of Huang Youxiang ran too deep. He had viewed him as a spoiled playboy.

There was no shortage of spoiled playboys among the Princes, but Huang Youxiang did not have the qualifications to be one.

The prerequisite for being a spoiled playboy was having enough power and resources.

Among the many Princes, Huang Youxiang might fall short when compared to those above him, but he was absolutely more than capable when compared to those below.

He had received an elite education. In private, he might show weakness before Chu Danqing, but when truly faced with a grand occasion, he could hold the fort.

What grand spectacle had he not seen in the Imperial Palace?

He was merely young, lacking in experience and worldly knowledge, and without much ambition.

"Coarse tea and simple fare. Lord Tian, I hope you will not find it beneath you," Huang Youxiang said.

"I would not dare. I have only just assumed the post of Chief Secretary," Tian