"Xue Beng, do you have a problem with this place?"
Without anyone needing to speak, Prince Xue Xing noticed Xue Beng's little gesture and fixed him with a cold glare.
Anger was already rising in his heart.
This useless lump of mud that couldn't be plastered onto a wall! Had he grown so accustomed to pampering that he'd forgotten why they were here today?
They were here to ask a favor!
Show some humility, would you?
The more Prince Xue Xing thought about it, the angrier he became. He realized that his instructions last night had been like playing a lute to a cow.
"Ah, no..."
Only then did Xue Beng lower his hand, a flicker of panic crossing his face. "Royal Uncle, I just couldn't help myself for a moment. Besides, this place really is awful."
He was fucking hopeless. He'd become so engrossed in pretending to be a wastrel that he'd turned into a real one!
Prince Xue Xing was speechless. If Xue Ye hadn't had only two surviving sons, he would honestly have wanted to support someone else.
Forget it!
Everyone must walk the road they've chosen. Xue Beng was my choice, and he's my only choice. Even if he's a lump of mud, I'll have to plaster him onto the wall.
With that thought, Prince Xue Xing gave Qin Xiao a faint, apologetic smile. "Mr. Qin, Xue Beng... is only a child. Born into the imperial family, he's grown accustomed to luxury and been spoiled rotten. He doesn't understand manners, so please disregard him."
"We can discuss today's business just the same without him."
With that, he turned toward Flender and the others.
"Dean Flender, teachers and students of Shrek Academy, I, Xue Xing, have come to apologize."
"Yesterday, we offended you."
Prince Xue Xing spoke