Billy

"Goldie, halt." Gao Peng suddenly thought of something. 

Could this guy be a watermelon person? 

Gao Peng ran his eyes over the second prince in scrutiny. 

"Have a seat. Silly, bring a chair for him," Gao Peng said to Silly. 

Silly flew over with its eyes to the side. It brought a grandfather chair for Gao Peng, and tossed a little wooden stool to the second prince, then haughtily flew away. 

The second prince wasn't angry. He set the stool into the soil to stabilize it, then sat down and raised his head to look at Gao Peng, who sat before him. 

"How did I expose myself?" Gao Peng thought he took great care to conceal his identity, but he was exposed anyway. 

The second prince smiled and told Gao Peng exactly what Xin Xing deduced. 

Gao Peng sighed, there really are many smart people in this world. His perfect disguise was found out. 

"Then why don't you kill me? Aren't our races enemies?" Gao Peng asked with amusement.