The manager of the pagoda tower pavilion was nervously looking at the unfolding scene. Normally, at this point he had to step in since one client was disturbing another, but Wei Yuanjie's identity was too troublesome to do so.
Meanwhile, Wei Yuanjie continued in an arrogant tone which did not leave any room for others to disagree, "Since you say you're honored, then it all works out well, come join me at my table"
A trace of reluctance appeared in Zhao Xieren's eyes, but in the slight pause created by that hesitation, the 9th Prince showed a displeased look in his eyes, which made the former lower his head in haste, "Of course, Your Highness, being able to join you is a privilege for this old man"
"Good", Wei Yuanjie's expression immediately improved, as he turned to leave.
From start to finish, he completely ignored the masked man standing next to Zhao Xieren.
