"Okay," Prince Zhen accepted Wei Wuyin's stance. While others considered him as an aggressive person, he was actually quite reasonable. Not to mention, he was perceptive. He could determine that Wei Wuyin was not only not ordinary, but was filled with exhaustion at this type of request, as if it was already something he'd heard a thousand times before.
Considering this, he wasn't forceful or angry. Instead, he clasped his hands respectfully, ignoring his status, as he greeted Su Mei and Wei Wuyin. "My name's Wu Zhen, Third Prince of Wu Country. I would like to extend my congratulations for your ascension."
His tone was delicate, humble, and filled with grace; completely unlike his burly, tall, and domineering appearance would suggest. He carried himself like a prince charming of legends. His words carried an eloquent air that only royalty and nobility could have birthed.