"Fifth Young Master, I don't know which wealthy family you're descended from, but I've never had any grudge against you in the past nor recent days. Yet, you're telling me to get out of the Capital; isn't that too much bullying? Today, if you don't give me an explanation, I, Han Yan, swear not to let this go." Han Yan's smile vanished as she coldly spoke to the Fifth Prince. Mastering the art of changing expressions instantly, Han Yan had perfected it.
She had long guessed the other's identity, but once it was pointed out, it would be harder to challenge him further. She couldn't simply disrespect the Royal Family, so Han Yan pretended to know nothing, acting as if he were just an ordinary noble family's son.
