Jiang Xiazhi pulled Xue Yanran and hid in the back room of her family's noodle shop.

A moment later, Zhao Yuanyun's men arrived and said impolitely, "The owner, our Prince invites you."

When the owner saw how frightened his daughter was, he knew that the person who had come was no ordinary figure. These guards didn't look like ordinary government runners either.

Upon hearing that it was a Prince, his legs went a little soft. He cupped his hands and asked with a smile, "May I ask, esteemed sirs, which Prince is it?"

"We are under Chen Prince," the leading guard replied, then waved his hand, "Let's go."

"His Highness Chen Prince..." The owner was pulled, and he turned his head to look in Jiang Xiazhi's direction.

This matter was thorny today.

If it were Wei Prince, perhaps he would be on their side. After all, it had long been rumored that Wei Prince intended to take Xue Yanran as his concubine.

But this Chen Prince had just returned from the temple, and few in the entire imperial capital were familiar with him. What was he to do?

He couldn't rely on his daughter. He turned back and winked at the handyman, telling him to call for Master.

"This humble one greets Your Highness Chen Prince."

The owner arrived in front of Zhao Yuanyun and kowtowed, extremely respectfully.

"Mm." Zhao Yuanyun nodded slightly and asked faintly, "Was this your doing?"

"I am wronged, Your Highness!" The owner planned to deny it to the death, at least until Master arrived.

Master was, after all, a high-ranking official with several shops in this city. This noodle shop of his was the smallest, but the business was thriving.

Master often dealt with important figures; as long as he came, all problems could be solved.

"How could I have such courage? Everyone does business based on their own abilities. How could I send people to do such a thing!" He kowtowed a few more times, shouting that he was wronged.

Seeing Xue Ranxiang standing almost glued to Zhao Yuanyun's side, the owner felt strange. Wasn't Xue Ranxiang a girl from the countryside? How did she seem so familiar with His Highness Chen Prince?

He suddenly remembered that His Highness Chen Prince had also just returned not long ago. Perhaps these two knew each other originally? Otherwise, how could they have become so close in such a short period?

He secretly lamented in his heart, had he kicked an iron plate this time? His daughter was really something, carrying out such a thing without even asking around first.

How was he going to clean this up?

"You two, speak," Zhao Yuanyun raised his chin towards the small, dark, fat man and the thin, tall one.

Xue Ranxiang watched with interest. This was a confrontation, and it was the first time in her two lives that she had witnessed such a scene.

"This is quite interesting." She couldn't help but want to chat with the system.

"What's so interesting about this? You're too gossipy, dad," the system said, somewhat disdainfully.

"What do you know, you machine," Xue Ranxiang retorted without backing down. "It's precisely because you're not human that you can't understand my thoughts and actions."

"Alright, alright, I'll shut up." The system simply turned off its screen.

"Tsk, it's even getting angry." Xue Ranxiang found it a bit funny.

"It was you who called us here, and you even gave us silver!" The small, dark, fat man immediately pointed at the owner.

"When did I give you silver? What evidence do you have? Don't slander good people so casually. I wouldn't do such a thing." The owner had already decided not to admit it. Anyway, the silver wasn't a silver note, and there were no words on it. If he didn't admit it, no one could do anything about it.

"You still want to deny it?" The thin, tall one was unhappy. "It was clearly you who found us. If it weren't for your instructions, why would we wrongly accuse someone for no reason?"