Prince Xiao had spoken to them like that the moment they met, so Song Yaoyao would not spare his dignity either:
"Ha, Prince Xiao, Xiao Jingche, and you think your deeds can bear the light of day?
Under the pretext of helping people find work, you tricked those boys and girls into a residence and imprisoned them, taught them ways to pleasure others, then auctioned them off at exorbitant prices to become other people's playthings, raking in huge profits yourselves.
That makes you nothing but a human trafficker!"
"That was all the work of my subordinates. I, Wang, knew nothing about it."
"Excuses. Extravagant Delight Manor auctions off boys and girls every month. You expect me to believe you don't know where they come from?
Who are you trying to fool?
Since you did it, own up to it. Then I could at least praise you for having the guts to take responsibility!
Don't act like a whore who still wants a monument erected to her chastity. That's utterly contemptible."
"You are unspeakably vulgar!"
"You can't stomach even that? Compared to what you've done, this is nothing!
Oh, right, I imagine the world still doesn't know Extravagant Delight Manor belongs to you, does it, Your Highness?
Once a god of war, now a human trafficker. Heh, I doubt anyone could have imagined such a contrast.
Tell me, if the world learned what you've done, what would people think? And what would they do?"
Xiao Jingche narrowed his eyes dangerously:
"Are you threatening me?"
"How could this count as a threat?
I'm simply stating the facts.
Your Highness, why don't we guess how the common people would react if they learned what you've done?"
"I, Wang, have no desire to know, nor any desire to guess!"
"All right, then we won't