"By the way, Master." Qiying Fofeng looked at Uchiha Madara and asked, "After we get there, should we ask another question about the princess?"
"I don't think Master's status is suitable for asking such questions. If you want to ask, just give me a look, and I'll do it," Qiying Fofeng said.
"Forget it." Uchiha Madara said to Qiying Fofeng, "I doubt you'd be able to read my looks anyway."
"If I think it's necessary to ask, I'll find a way to do so. You don't need to worry about that. I'm someone with plenty of life experience, after all—I've lived to such an age already." Uchiha Madara smiled.
Qiying Fofeng smiled and nodded at Uchiha Madara's words. He felt that Uchiha Madara was right; compared to him, Qiying Fofeng was still far too young.
A man with so much life experience would surely know exactly where to draw the line.
The two followed the guard into the Royal City, and the guard led Uchiha Madara and Qiying Fofeng into the dining hall.
When they entered, they saw that the old city lord and the princess were already waiting at the door.
"The two masters have finally arrived." The old city lord smiled at Uchiha Madara and Qiying Fofeng. "I was truly worried that you two great masters might sneak off without a word. Then I would have had no way to express my gratitude."
"How could that happen?" Uchiha Madara replied with a smile. "We understand such basic courtesy."
"Please, have a seat, Masters!" the princess said as she looked at Uchiha Madara and Qiying Fofeng.
Qiying Fofeng looked at the princess. Her face was glowing and rosy, and she did not look like someone in poor health at all.
"I didn't expect the princess to recover so quickly,"