Jesting

“I am not of mixed blood? Don’t jest your Highness,” Hui Yue asked as he looked at the third prince. He was greatly shocked by the question, and for the first time, he truly looked at the prince in front of him. He had sworn to take his life for his friends, but Hui Yue had to admit that he had been looking down on the prince. He was seen as a genius, but his age when reaching the King rank was only a few years later than Hui Yue's. The white-haired young man expected him to be a spoiled young heir, but there was more to this man.