"Is this kid even a man?"
While the two of them were stunned, the maids noticed Buka's arrival, quickly wiped the slightly swollen and bleeding fingertips, and knelt to greet him.
"Your Majesty, Your Highness, Princess..."
Sika snapped back to her senses, discreetly wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes, and returned to her calm and composed demeanor. Her gaze turned toward Buka.
"Father, what do we do? This is so awkward!"
Buka looked up at the gilded ceiling, too embarrassed to respond.
"Don't ask me. I've never encountered such a weird situation in my life."
Qin Shou gave the two of them a strange look and said, "You two... Your Majesty, Your Highness, Princess, why did you barge in? Are you regretting your decision?"
"Let me be clear—gold coins that come to me are mine. If you regret it, don't blame me for flipping the table."
Qin Shou's expression was serious.
