Evan Xiao shot Grace a glance.
Don't you know what you've done?
What did you say before you left?
You said you'd think about him every day and wouldn't even glance at another man.
But tonight, not only were you making eyes at Byron White, you were also getting handsy with Felix Xi!
And you still have the nerve to ask what's wrong?
"Wait, could it be... I know!" Grace suddenly had a realization. "Since noon, I've been busy with alchemy and haven't brought you anything to eat! You must be starving, right?"
Do you think I'm just a greedy little snake?
Don't be mad! Be good! I'll sneak into the kitchen and grab you a treat!
Cutie Pie wriggled, trying to escape her clutches.
"What? You're not hungry?" Grace could read his body language perfectly now. "Then what's wrong?"
Cutie Pie broke free from her grip and ran off on his own.
Grace chased after him, but he was already gone from the Sanctum.
She looked outside the Sanctum, even checked the roof where she usually hung out, but he was nowhere to be seen.
"That little guy is good at everything except keeping his cool! He's always getting mad for no reason..." Grace shook her head, worried, and went back.
Cutie Pie was a powerhouse in battle, so Grace wasn't too worried about him.
She just hoped he'd cool off and come back soon...
......
In a hidden courtyard in a civilian neighborhood.
Leon Zane pressed his hand to his swollen, injured spot, dreaming that he'd finally caught that troublesome woman.
He kicked the woman hard, and she cried out in pain.
Leon Zane burst out laughing, feeling triumphant.
"Having a wet dream, are you?" Suddenly, a cold voice rang out.
Leon shivered and snapped his eyes open.
"Whoa! Your Highness! What are you doing in my room?" Leon scrambled upright. "Showing up in the middle of the night—are you trying to scare me to death?"
Evan Xiao didn't say a word.
"Uh, Your Highness, what's wrong? You're giving off some serious chill..."
"Tell me. Even if I'm just a general in the Vermilion Kingdom, is Byron White really better than me?"
"Byron White?" Leon blinked. "No way! Even if you were just a farmer, that idiot Byron couldn't compare to a single strand of your hair!"
Evan Xiao: "Speak plainly."
"Uh... If we're talking strictly by worldly standards, Byron White is the legitimate prince of the Eastern Luo Empire, a demigod, and the leader of the Eastern Alliance. But you, you're just a general from the small Vermilion Kingdom—so yeah, technically, he's way above you!"
Bang! Out of nowhere, the table beside Evan Xiao shattered.
Go pieces scattered all over the floor.
"My table..." Leon wailed. "Your Highness, what's wrong? Don't tell me... Grace is falling for Byron White now?"
He was just saying it offhand.
But Evan Xiao's face grew even darker.
Leon instantly widened his eyes in alarm. "Wait, is it true?"
Evan Xiao didn't respond.
"Oh, come on!" Leon's first reaction was to rub salt in the wound: "I knew it! Why else would she keep asking Shannon about Byron White? Tsk, tsk! Your Highness, no offense, but these human girls are so short-sighted and shallow, they're not worthy of your devotion! You should—"
"How's the Frostbound Casket?" Evan Xiao cut him off.
Leon could see His Highness was in a foul mood, so he answered quickly, "Tuoba Hong has already smoothed things out at the border, and the transport route is set. Once we're back in Yan Capital, the casket's hiding spot is secure—no way they'll find it."
"Just the key point—how do we get the casket?"