The Young Prince Looking For Trouble

The young prince moved quickly. In the blink of an eye, he was on the third floor of the Phoenix Palace. The guards, unable to stop him, had been knocked out with ease.

As for the Phoenix Palace's servers and manager, they were scared witless.

These people here today, they were all important figures; whether it was the Third Princess drinking tea on the third floor or the young prince who had just appeared. None of them were individuals that the manager could afford to displease. As it was, he could only hide and avert his eyes, pretending that he didn't know anything.

The young prince stood on the third floor, staring at the Third Princess before him. "Cousin," he said. "You should know that I've always admired you. I even asked the Emperor for your hand in marriage. But now, you're here with some other man. I am very upset."

Hearing the young prince's words, the Third Princess's eyes flickered with rage.