Chapter 772: Don’t Forget Who Your Master Is

"What’s wrong, Dad? You think I’m too hideous for public viewing?" Ye Qianning joked.

"Of course not."

"No."

Qian Fanji and Xiang Minghou shook their heads in unison.

"There’s a large crowd outside the Immortal Sea Building. If you go out looking like this, you’ll be gawked at." Xiang Minghou was mainly worried that someone would covet his daughter’s beauty and have ill intentions.

Ye Qianning touched her face. "They’d be better off looking at Sang Zhi and that Crown Prince of Xi Yan than at me."

Though she considered herself attractive enough, she felt she still paled in comparison to those two.

Xiang Minghou replied without a second thought, "How could they possibly compare to you?"

"..."

’Dad must be looking at me through a filter...’

Qian Fanji chuckled softly. She truly didn’t know how stunning her appearance was. Although the Eighth Prince and the Crown Prince of Xi Yan were outstanding, he felt the little girl was a cut above when standing with them.

"Master, Young Miss." Du Yi came upstairs.

"How is Sang Zhi?" Ye Qianning had only learned yesterday that Du Yi had been by Sang Zhi’s side for ten years.

"The Eighth Prince is awake. He wasn’t actually drunk yesterday."

"And the Crown Prince of Xi Yan?"

"He wasn’t drunk either."

"So they drank to a draw and parted on bad terms?"

The Crown Prince of Xi Yan didn’t seem like the type to back down, and neither did Sang Zhi. There was a good chance they would’ve come to blows.

"The wine served to the guests at the birthday banquet yesterday was all top-grade wine from the Immortal Sea Building. The Eighth Prince and the Crown Prince of Xi Yan didn’t drink much before it ran out. The Eighth Prince couldn’t stomach inferior wine, so they scheduled a rematch for another time."

"..."

’He’s not just high and mighty, his palate is too.’

"Little girl, you’re up." Zhan Chi walked over. "What are you all standing here for?"

"Just chatting. We were about to go down for a meal," Ye Qianning said.

"You’re going down just like that?" Zhan Chi walked right up to her, his eyes widening as he stared at her face.

"...Mr. Zhan, why are you just like Dad and the others?" Ye Qianning glanced at her other fathers.

"What about them?"

"Dad wants me to wear a human-skin mask."

"Why would you wear that thing? If you’re beautiful, you should let people see! HAHAHAHA, my daughter is the most beautiful woman in the world." Zhan Chi felt a sense of pride.

Ye Qianning gave him a thumbs-up. "Mr. Zhan is right."

Now that she had revealed her face, there was no need to hide it in Dayu City. She wanted everyone to know that she, Ye Qianning, was back!

"Come on, let’s go eat. Breakfast is all your favorite things."

"Mr. Zhan, do you even know what I like to eat?" Ye Qianning asked as she followed him toward the stairs.

"Didn’t you love meat and pastries when you were little? And you especially loved the pastries your auntie made."

"Meat isn’t really suitable for first thing in the morning."

"There’s osmanthus congee."

Talking as they walked, Zhan Chi led Ye Qianning to the top of the stairs.

Qian Fanji chuckled and shook his head.

Xiang Minghou said, "Arrange to have more people around her when she goes out."

"Absolutely."

"Dad, Mr. Qian, hurry up!" Ye Qianning shouted from the top of the stairs.

Qian Fanji started walking. "Coming."

Xiang Minghou didn’t move. His gaze fell on Du Yi, who stood beside him.

Du Yi felt the stare and immediately dropped to his knees. "Master."

"Du Yi, do not forget who your master is," Xiang Minghou said, his voice deep and his eyes sharp.

"Yes, I dare not forget."

"You’ve been by his side for ten years. Are you sure you haven’t developed any... other loyalties?"

Du Yi was terrified. "I wouldn’t dare! I am loyal only to you, Master, and the Young Miss."

"Over the past ten years, you’ve seen many things more clearly than anyone. I don’t want you running your mouth about his affairs in front of Qian Ning."

"Yes, sir."

"Since you are following him, from this day forward, you are no longer a guard of the Xiang family," Xiang Minghou said coldly.