Arren And Spade (10)

Perhaps it was due to the fact that it was only the two of them that Arren had gained the courage to talk back. If his father were here, Arren would definitely think of his presence and keep silent while cursing Spade's shamelessness in his mind.

At first, Spade seemed to also be taken aback by Arren's reactions and demeanor, but his eyes still inexplicably flickered. It was unknown whether it was amusement or another kind of emotion.

"Mm." Spade nodded, a soft smile gracing his lips. "I invited myself," he continued, garnering Arren's dumbfounded expression yet again.

Looking at the emperor, who said that he invited himself without batting an eyelid, Arren never thought to see this shameless side of him. Seriously, this wasn't the emperor he knew!

Arren cleared his throat and composed himself; he didn't want to get swayed by mere words from him.

"Am I still rude if I don't want to attend a guest that invited himself?"