“Fanny, where is Megan?” Ambrose took a step forward and said coldly.
Fanny’s expression changed, and she became furious. She was the Deputy Sect Master; who dared to call her by her name? When she turned her head and met Ambrose’s eyes, her body instantly shivered.
The next second, Fanny gathered her thoughts and smiled at Ambrose as she said, “Oh, His Highness Prince is here!”
As Megan’s trusted disciple, Fanny knew about Ambrose and his identity. Fanny smiled widely, a totally contrasting look from her cold expression before.
Ambrose smiled and said calmly, “You don’t have to be so polite. I am here to look for Megan regarding an urgent matter.”
When he said that, Ambrose was calm, but he was smiling coldly in his heart.
‘Fanny is so fake. She will be a difficult person to please in the future. However, I am the Prince, so I don’t need to worry about her.’
“Oh, I see…” Fanny’s expression changed, and she smiled briefly. “The Sect Master is not here. If Your Highness has any matters to discuss, we can chat in the main hall.”
As she spoke, she bowed as a sign of invitation.
She did not forget to scold the disciples behind her, “What are you waiting for? Leave now. How dare you block Your Highness’s way. I guess you’re tired of living.”
The few female disciples moved out of the way in fear. They looked at Ambrose, feeling extremely shocked.
‘This…this young man is a Prince?’
The truth was, a few years ago, Ambrose came to Emei Sect. It was Emei Sect’s 1000th-anniversary celebration. Ambrose was passing the Emei Sect, so they went up to meet Eira. However, Aurora had left with Eira, and Ambrose had made a big fuss. The disciples remembered it vividly. However, a few years had passed, and Ambrose had matured a lot since then, so the disciples had not recognized him.
Soon, Fanny led Ambrose into the main hall.
Fanny was trying to impress Ambrose as she led him to his seat and then ordered her disciples to serve tea.
Ambrose was not in the mood for tea. He asked Fanny once he sat down, “Fanny, where is your Sect Master? What happened here? Why is everyone so down?”
Fanny sighed, her face full of embarrassment. “To be honest, our Sect Master is trapped at the North Moana Continent palace!”
‘What?’
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