Gu Jianlin noticed the slightly mischievous look in the girl's eyes.
Feeling a little defeated, he took a deep breath and corrected, "First of all, don't call me anything like 'Lord', let's not go down the feudalism route. Secondly, I have a name. Just call me Gu Jianlin."
Moon Princess stifled a laugh, standing in front of him, not letting anyone get close.
The man who had presented the chair earlier quickly gave a signal to the people behind him.
Five more men stepped forward, bowing deeply at a ninety-degree angle, palms outstretched, each holding a vial of Blue Blood: "Please... oh no, please accept this, Chair Assassin!"
Gu Jianlin noticed the girl beside him trembling slightly, seemingly unconsciously.
He said with an air of despair, "What do you mean by this?"
