Prince Jing had his own residence near the palace. It was a secluded spot surrounded by lush trees and beautiful gardens, very exclusive and private, where only a select few people were ever invited.

Master Lee handed Leela a document related to this place.

“This is an invitation from the prince to his house,” he informed her with the calmness that always characterized him. Leela’s eyes widened in astonishment.

“Th… the… prin…” she stammered.

“Leela, either articulate your words properly or don’t speak at all,” he reproached her, losing patience. She took a deep breath to regain her composure.

“The prince invited me to his house?” she finally said.

“Why...