"Outrageous! Do you take me for the kind of man who can't even deal with a Sand Demon? Do you need to use these so-called treasures to humiliate me?!"
Xia Ping widened his eyes and stared at Monica.
"Th-this!"
Hearing this, Monica immediately panicked. "No, no, no, that's not what I meant. But if Lord Austin doesn't want them, then I'll take them back."
She was a little worried that Xia Ping had gotten angry. It seemed her flattery had landed squarely on the horse's leg.
"Enough."
Xia Ping waved a hand and said grandly, "Though I don't particularly want this sort of thing, it is a token of your regard. How could I refuse it? Remember this—there won't be a next time."
With a sweep of his hand, he put every last treasure away, leaving not a single item behind. His movements were exceptionally swift and practiced.
"Mhm, I understand."
Monica's pretty face flushed red as she nodded vigorously.
The group of maids nearby twitched at the corners of their mouths. If Lady Monica had not been standing right there, they would have rushed forward and beaten this pretentious pretty boy to death.
He was clearly so dazzled by Lady Monica's gifts that he was beside himself with joy, yet he still put on airs here, claiming he wasn't the sort of person who coveted gifts.
Pah! If he truly wasn't that sort of person, then he shouldn't have accepted them! Yet this pretty boy, whose skin was thicker than a city wall, had actually taken the gifts just like that.
Not only had he accepted every treasure and reaped all the benefits, he had even made Lady Monica feel that she owed this pretty boy something, leaving her filled with guilt.
This pretty boy had really played his