In the small teahouse, Hou Ling's gaze was brazen as he scrutinized Purple Jade, assessing her from head to toe as if trying to discern her origins.
Unruffled by this impudent examination, Purple Jade calmly sipped her tea before setting it down and looking at the young man opposite her, smiling, "Have you looked your fill?"
Her nonchalance actually made Hou Ling somewhat uncomfortable. He picked up his teacup and took a big gulp before asking, "Who are you?"
"Who I am is not important. What matters are the Hou Family's thoughts. The proposal I just made, Young Master Hou, do you dare to consider it?" Purple Jade asked with a smile.
With a huff, Hou Ling glared at her, "If you won't even say where you're from, why should I trust you?" Having said that, he stood up, ready to leave.
